i wonder do you read my blog nowadays?
this is not the kind of love i want. its different from the past.
i hate the kind of insecurities u are giving me, like now.
i dont want to think about what u are doing, why arent u picking up my calls nor replying my messages.
i know its impossible for u to not know that i called or sms u. cause u always hold ur fone by ur side.
the biggest possibility is, you dont wanna pick. i dun know why.
sigh. this is not the bf i once had. no.
someone who love me wont do this. maybe u think that im irritating. arg.
it end soon..





god, please help me and get me out of this shit.

i wonder do you read my blog nowadays?
this is not the kind of love i want. its different from the past.
i hate the kind of insecurities u are giving me, like now.
i dont want to think about what u are doing, why arent u picking up my calls nor replying my messages.
i know its impossible for u to not know that i called or sms u. cause u always hold ur fone by ur side.
the biggest possibility is, you dont wanna pick. i dun know why.
sigh. this is not the bf i once had. no.
someone who love me wont do this. maybe u think that im irritating. arg.
it end soon..





god, please help me and get me out of this shit.