Saturday, March 10, 2007

i came to hate tis part of my life. fin skul, finding work. a decent paid job tat enable me to survive my current state of living. oh dear govt, pls do smtg abt childcare teachers' salary. we r human beings too, alright.

can he be d ryte one if u feel tat he doesnt understand most of u? or he understand but simply too tired to care n bother?

be my shadow if u tink its a pleasure being one. but for once, i HATE d damn shit idea. repeated disappointment.

u noe i love him so much n i noe how much he loves me. but so tings r too hurtful. but u do wat u got to do.

u swallow then. n swallow them. n swallow them.
noted@8:25 PM
free me to fly on my own