sm from other outlet was asking stuffs.. .iwas like. u know. couldnt control my sadness. not even to my colleague. i needde to talk badly. so i did.. and. the more i say the more sad the more anger and confusiosn steps in.
sighs.
dunno la.
tired of asking . waht kind of a open communication is this
anyhow assume
and all
im so tired of these nonsense.
she said can tell i looked angry. and i was putting up a brave front by taking pics and joke2 laugh2... i don know if thats true. and i dunn ohow she could tell .i asked my colleague. she say she couldnt tell if i was sad that dya. but actually tat sm was right. as always. i smile because i didnt wan anyone to see that side of me. during breakfast i was thinking ..trying to process hsi words. but.. yea. maybe thast how she could tell eh
cos i guess i was thinkign of what he'd said earlier on
but i didnt knw it would be possible fr anyone to see through that
guess. my patience and string just snapped. couldnt hopld on any longer. too much hits and cuts jus tmakes it more vurnerable
it will snap oen day. and. .ytd was the day.
today didnt feel any better. .tmr... id unno how.
sighs
mata
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