Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Honestly, i am suffering in silence. How many of u noes of it? how many?
How does it even feel to be different? to be left out of practically everything?
Be it here or there, nearly everything u do says so.
Its hard to act interested, real hard and tired too.
I guess i will stop. Cos no one really understands how i feel. All of u are hurting me sub-conciously
I laugh to myself sometimes, remembering how fun it was. At the same time, i cry and realise that it has all fragmented.
This ship is sinking, i hope to salvage it.
Hope you understand. Hope it lasts.
-And thx for a person for lending me ur ear, i was crying tt time. U noe who u are.
white.
|1:29 AM|
