You're angry. But did you ever give it a thought about it when you yelled at me across the EPF office hall? Did it ever occurred to you how would I feel when you said you can't afford to live with me and that you don't want to live with me? Can you imagine how much it hurts when the person you Love most say those words to you? You wanted to annoy me with Nia? Well, congratulations. You did.
Just yesterday you said you Love me. I asked you, how much? And you answered so much. Today you said you don't want to live with me. Why, because of my emotions. But for me, I suppose it is better for me to be quiet and stay quiet while I'm upset rather than yelling around. Don't you think?
I'm tired. I'm tired of you walking out on me, I'm tired of crying over small, small matters, I'm tired of being blamed almost every time, I'm tired of being yelled at, all I want is to be happy. Make one mistake after another and then fix them, enjoy life while I still can walk and speak and see you. Because I'll never know when I'm going to fall sick, be blinded or break my legs.
I thought all the Love that I have given you through these many days was enough. But apparently it's not. Apparently you want more.
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- missnoperfect
- KL+UPM, Silver State., Malaysia
- This is like my electronic diary. I write what I feel. I write when I'm sad, angry, upset. I whine, I mourn, I curse, I cry here. If you don't like it, or you just want to know how pathetic my life is and use it against me, DON'T read.
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