9th of march, tuesday.


Totally, some things are best to not know at all.
Why do they have to look so disgusted.
Worse part, I'm actually affected by it.

No point saying that my day sucked everytime when this kind of shit always happened.

I hope to say 'whatever' and really move on.
But I can't.
I really can't.

Sometimes, having someone who understands you and to talk to is really hard.
Sometimes, you only have yourself.

Most of the time, it's a waste of time to wait.
Empty promises, Fake reassurences are too hard to take.

Sometimes, it's best to get hurt at one go with the truth.

Don't know where I'm heading. Have been hoping that it will turn out to be good.



Sometimes, being busy is just an excuse.