I'm breaking dishes up in here '

“ oh, and the award for the best liar goes to you,
for making me believe that you could be faithful to me,
oh, let's hear your speech... ”




I was suppose to be happy.
Yes I should be.
but, but, my heart aches like whore. (what a good example -___-)
I couldn't feel the happiness at all.
It's like having a knife stabbed through my heart, over & over again.
And the sight of food make me sick right now.


What I want to say is :

I am not sad.
I am just not happy.



I guess it's this possessive syndrome inside of me. wtf
and the jealousy. wtf






jom, let's laugh !

HAR HAR HAR

i want to see the B right now,
booo :(
*hint hint*