i cant believe i dont give a damn abt my hp anymore.
its like you need me? call my home.
unless im outside of course.
cause i dont find the joy of holding on to my phone no more.
theres nothing really to look forward to.
like some lovers call.
too bad my lovers gone.
for real.
and about the guy issues.
like why issit so hard for me to go out on a date?
now i know the answer.
im just scared to fall in love again.
the fear of getting hurt.
really. nothing hurt as badly as this.
no wonder im trying to entertain myself.
with all the stupid things i can do.
and tmr is a night out for me.
i cant stand waking up in the mid of the night.
so i need to stay awake and drink or sth.
do sth to get my mind off things.
and for me to do the clean stuff.
yeah like watching teevee. read books. hear music.
fuck you la! most of them is fucking about romance.
and the more i think of him.
the more hurt i get.
it sucks really.