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Count Down to my Last Angel

Saturday, December 18, 2010



Phew.
I think I am okay and back to normal mood.
Thanks to my wife's songs :)
Thanks to my wife :)
Really Really love my wife sooo damn much.
AYUMI !!!
LOLLOLLOL !!!!
Love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ~~
hahahahahahahha.
Everything about you is too perfect.
Looks. Personality. Talent. Faith. Strongness.
Heart will always beat for you even if is dead.


Lots of negative thoughts did cross my mind.
and some thoughts had never appeared before too.
So I realized that this time,
I was seriously pissed.
But 1 thing for sure -
I don't think I will be able to smile naturally all the times again.
Even if I pass them off as fake,
hope you guys understand.
Because from the way everyone was acting,
from the way how I got to know the problems,
from the way how everyone is handling the problem,
from the way how some are even ignoring the problems,
from the way how I got dragged inside the problems,
from the way how I try to solve the problems and got hated,
That was my last patience.
and,
this is the last straw.

I used to think that giving patience to my best friends
is so damn important.
Accepting and not Tolerating.
Loving and not Hating.
But..........
How I helped a person defend when someone was talking bad about that person,
and when it was me who got talked bad about,
they actually did nothing and let it pass by.
Maybe even listening to it and laughing to it.
How I tried to stand by all sides,
and got fucked by all sides.
Do they know how?
Nah.
Cause I never told them.
Really.
when you give them patience and help them,
when you were always there for them,
how many actually turned against your back?
how many actually ditched you for new people?
How many actually know your true intention?
how many actually are afraid to let others who dislike me
know that we are close friends??

I know some of the points here might be a misunderstanding,
might be I interpret the wrong meaning.
So forgive me or tell me if I misunderstand your action.
It may not be what you mean,
but from what I see, from the tone, from the actions,
this is how it looks like.



Anyway
what's over is already over.
Won't let this affect anything.
and I think I can look back and say
" what a joke "
some years later.
everything will be fine.
I will be alright.
Really.





The Fairy & The Funeral{6:02 PM}
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