"Why do we hurt the most, the ones we love the most" - Yasmin Ahmad (Gubra)
I'm sorry if I've hurt anyone in the past few days but I have been very busy with everything that I dont even have the time to take a breather anymore.
The only time I know I'm around and living is when I'm sleeping. Other than that, I'm somewhat derailed and cannot see anything in front of me ironically- I'm constantly moving.
Just like everyone else, I'm constantly tired and questions millions of things in life.
Why are such things repetitive? Why am I on a rocking boat? Why do I get tangled? What is ahead of me? Why can't life be black and white? Why do I keep banging myself on the wall? Why do people lie? Why can't we just give up? Why am I so determined? Why do I keep asking questions? Why dont these things stop pestering me?
Currently, I have a swollen throat and a farked up life. The best part is, everyone around me thinks the same. None of us are the happiest anymore. I dont give a damn if no one actually knows what's in this small head of mine, but I assure you, none of my thoughts, I repeat none is kniving and everything is clear as water.
But others, I dont know. I thought I knew and maybe, soon, I will give up finding out.
DYD, I hope we'd stick with each other through thick and thin. I know I wont be available to you at all times that you'd resort to others, I'm truly deeply sorry. I will never mistreat you and will always be by your side. No hidden secrets, metamorphical languages, lies, un-trustworthiness and confusion, will I try and engaged to. I'm sorry, everything begins and ends with me, I know. :`(
..and I hope with my two hands pressed together, that you too, would do the same.
Love,
Jacqkie.
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Get my drift?
We're just worked up over the work and finals soon.
Chill babe. We're here.
Hugs! Muah!!