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Une fille comme moi
Je t'aime plus que hier, moins que demain ♥
Welcome to the blog of a 17yearoldgirl, where she posts her mindless musings and ramifications.
This is extremely private;
cos this is where she dreams, sleeps and cries.
She lives. 		"We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences.
but our innocence goes awfully deep,
and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all,
and our horrid inner secret is that
we don’t care that we don’t."
damn it
Saturday, March 15, 2008, 1:41 PM
If you have any tiny bit of conscience or actual care, you wouldn't treat me like this. It's because of you not knowing, of your ignorance, that led to your stupid actions. You don't know how painful it is for me to go through this process. You don't know what I'm feeling and what are my thoughts when this happens exactly everyday, at least 5 times each day. YOU DON'T KNOW ME AT ALL.

I thought you were pretty strong to go through what you did, and I told myself I'm gonna be good and not let you worry so much. But apparently, you just hurl your words at me like nobody's business. You hurl them like they're just feathers, whenever you like, you don't know that those feathers are actually darts. I don't feel like facing you, talking to you, or even thinking about you. I wish I can just disappear, for OUR sake. I admit that mistakes exist on my part. I admit that I'm lazy and undisciplined. But, even so, I do not deserve this treatment. I just want to dump all my shit upon you and let you get through it on your own but I did not. I held it back every single time this happens. I let those feelings go through me like a wave, but I bottle it up. I didn't do it for your sake, it's just that I don't want any more trouble for myself. I'm waiting for something to materialise, to help me through this difficulty. But I should have known, nobody has it easy and nobody is going to help you make it easier. You just have to HELP YOURSELF. Please, just spare me from this earful for one day. Please.

Je me sens comme une merde.
This holiday completely SUCKED LIKE HELL.