I can't believe this shit.
I'm still in bed. I wanna sleep off the entire cny. I don't wanna meet people. I don't wanna talk. I'm unhappy. I'm pissed. I'm done. I wish I can stay in bed for the entire cny.
What's the point?
I have another new target. Stop tapping fb chat to see if he's on. Don't give shit. Three years, alright. I'll stfu for three years, unless there is something I must say. Don't give anymore shit. Don't care. The craziest type of person, is the kind that rejects concern. Those type of person that rejects, and say "I have no friends."
Bullshit, my dear.
What kind of people would do that?
I feel like I'm being like you, now. Ignoring the concerns people wanna give. But you know what? I know I have friends. I'm just not reaching out, because I'm sad over you. You're everything to me. So no one else matters. How about you? You, fucking idiot, if you don't accept care from me, fucking try to accept others. You can't live alone. Try to trust one or two.
See you after cny. Don't get bitten by blood sucking monsters. Take care. Get lots of ang pao, and have some fun. Go drink and chill if you really have to. Just ugh fuck I don't care.
Do whatever you want. Bye.
Three years later, I'll be a new person. Fuck you.
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