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It's | nothing | but a lie

Wednesday, May 14, 2008


Im sorry.Im sorry.Im sorry.Im sorry.Im sorry.
Im sorry my mood's all gone when ive been thinking about this.Im sorry i blocked everyone.Im sorry we are not tt close anymore.Im sorry its like we are soo lazy to entertain each other now.Im sorry ive been sucha jerk,bitch lately.Im sorry for keeping quiet this few days.Im sorry your health's not that well, i feel guilty for pushing you away.Im sorry i felt tired of all this, my life, etc.Im sorry im adding to your problems.Im sorry for being sucha fucking burden to you.Im sorry:/

And sorry to mom too, im fucking angry with her, and im mad now. Like serious fuck. She have been telling me her atm pin, and told me if whatever happens, if she's sleeping and "buih" came out from her mouth, quickly call the hospital. Omfg okay. She's scared her high blood pressre will go up when she's sleeping in no time. And she told me about duit wasiat all and all these shits i dont even wanna hear about it. I didnt accidentally scold and shouted at her for saying all this things. Fuck! Stepdad left me, and now she's talking this way, idk what's in mom's mind. Idk wassup with her, till she talks shits these way.

Sorry, i dont wanna think about relationship problems at this time.
Ive already enough problem, i cant cope up with all these. I hope you understand. Im worried about my mom now, she's the only one i have. Family comes first.

Im in no mood whenever im at home, i prefer times in school where my bestgirls can cheer me up and make me laugh thats why they always comes first. Im gone.