some things i hate about myself.....
i'm always fat..disgusting.....
i cry easily....
i get mood swings.....
i fall in love so damn fast n furious.....
i always get hurt....haiz.....
pple find me disgusting as time gets by....especially gals....i think its bcuz i always go around hugging pple....thus they think i'm trying to act cute.....
but the problem is....i realli love to hug pple....its in my nature i guess....i love to hug pple....especially gals...cuz i like the warmth feeling....
so i guess its bcuz my character sux....so pple hate me......haiz.....WHY!...WHY!......WWWHHYYY!
as i take the LRT home.....i buried myself in thoughts....i thought about hw my realationships/crushs all become a failure....
first one.....i start to like boys at a age of 12......n i gt hook up wif my cuz...horrible choice....we spent so little time together....our bond and love fades after three years....
second one....i fall in love wif one of my classmate.... turn out hes not realli interested in me....juz lookin around 4 a easy catch...pluz hes a bloody playboy.....
third one.....i crush again....stupid crush...i like tis guy cus hes nice and i thought he was interested in me...in the end it turns out he juz like being nice to all gals....haiz....
fourth one....tiz is slightly better...at least he realli likes me....but it turn out tad i don realli feel the bond...pluz i noe we gt no future cuz i don realli love him....i had only wanted care and concern....
fifth one....yes...i fall in love again....i donno y....but i get this special feeling wen hes around me....and i'm really begining to like him....but turn out tad...frm wad my frens say....hes not really interested in me...and i was thinking tad maybe he treat all the gals the same way...sob sob...
tiz is hw my heart breaks in different ways....
but of all this heart break one thing is same...in all my relationships/crush....pple around me always disagreed about woe i like...maybe they were right...cuz my love stories always end wif a heartbreak....
well.....still...i'm not gonna dool on it....wad is meant to is meant to be.....wad is not meant to be...i muz learn to let go.....
even if no one will ever love me....i savour on the fact i will still have some great frenz(my beloved brothers) and i still have my father wacthing over me in the skies....