i hate it.
a 12pm timeslot at wheelock. fuck man. i rather just pull out.
what the fuck is wrong with it man. what the fuck.
bad news after bad news.

you know, i care for you so much. and at the end of the day, you said it's just about me.
since when it's just about me? i've always agreed to go along with what you want to do with us and now you're telling me it's always about me?
and all i'm asking for is an explanation and you refuses to give me one because you want to sleep? so is that about me?
the reason why it can't work out is because you're always comparing me to your ex bf lah.
okie i understand he's so wonderful and i'm not. and you've also convinced yourself that we wouldn't work out. then what the hell am i trying for?
yes i'm bitter. i'm bitter because i've nv got that chance, that shot but yet so many time you just gave me the hope of it.
so this time i'm walking away. i've to be strong for myself.
this time i had enough. you have no right to say anything, because you're not here with me now.

/edit
(i take it back, everything i said earlier. i'm just angry, not at you. just at the fact that this whole situation have to end up this way. i wish you the best. take care. much much love.)

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