that last breathe.

what's the point anyway?
at the end of the day, i still feel like shit.



and you don't really care.

my craving is making me thirsty.

I WANT QUARTER POUNDER WITH CHEESE.
now.

im going crazy. just thinking of it.

trivial matters.

True friends will not judge us on the predicament that we have found ourselves however much we are to blame.

who are we to judge? it's not within our jurisdiction to say who's in the right or wrong. stop aggravating the situation by posting it online. is it worth it to lose a friendship over such trivial matter?

define true friends then.
and no, i don't take sides.

lonely planet

2 DAYS OF HELL.
it's not fun at all. i was in the granny's world. whining ones.
i was crying in pain. literally.

sometimes i ever wonder, if i were to pass one day and leave this world, will it still be my fault? will they ever resent to fate? to think that we share the same bloodline, it hurts. words is the sharpest tool and it kills. beware people.

ouch.

love is a strong word.

you never cease to amaze me :)