I hate
.....Right as this moment, i kind of hate you, and me, and whatever it is that we have between us...
The land of abysmal chemical reactions in my little tiny brain : Thoughts
ps: hey, you're right..it's easier to write than to talk..this conversation might never happened if i speak directly to you..now, let's just hope that i have the guts to send this through text messages to you..lol..
So here I am.. spending my so called saturday doing nothing. yeah, i've done that (too) many times before. but it's just felt different today.i know this is (supposedly) not something big. it's even (supposedly) something tiny, i should have forgotten it by now. it's not that you preferred to spend your time with somebody else other then me, but it's work. and when it's work that's calling, there's nothing we can do about it, aight?...yeah, from all the people in the world, i should be the one who understand it best. because 'work' used to be my middle name. Well, if it's no biggy, why does it hurt? if something small can hurt me that bad, i don't event want to start thinking nor imagine how something big would leave a wound that never dry in me.
i guess, it's because i missed you..ps: you see, i posted this because it bothered me so bad... and i cant even talk to you about this. damn this pride!