I don't really know what happens. I just feel sorry for everyone and sorry for myself. Every day seems heavy. feel like crying and tiring without doing anything. Feeling lost, no goal. I remember my friends told me to create one if you don't have any dreams. But how if I don't even know what do I love? I'm such an idiot. There's a lot of things running inside my head and I just want anybody to listen without judging me but everyone looks so busy. I'm just a troublemaker. Still, what's happened? what do I actually feel? I hate being like this. I'm lost.
Too tired to keep pushing every girl i met away, just because i still hope we can re-write our own ending. I guess i kept my promised, unless she find a guy i would be allow to open up to a new beginning. finally the curse is over. (in the mean time- Go and watch " I Don't Love you By Gray" ) #π₯πΌ | (adios)
Not a broken heart story, but I grew up in the most Asian household. I am one of the grandsons of my mother's side of the family. I am in my 20s, I go to one of the famous Uni in the country, but that's not where I belong I was forced to study there. OKAY here's where I started to feel UNFAIR. In my family, I am the chef, The Technician, The plumber, The electrician, The Accountant, I do almost everything. And it was underappreciated. Because not only I didn't get any appreciation, I even got scold and blame for not doing what they want. The most F up thing is I have to accompany my friend until late at night and I also have to wake up at 6 every morning even on weekend. What's worst is that I have to cancel all the plans on my birthday just to stay at home to do nothing because they said so. I was so depressed I tried to kill myself several time, and now I don't even feel pain because I lived with it. Bonus: I got nothing on my birthday, even a cake XD
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Let me tell you, Your beloved will leave you s.day, love yourself as much as you can.
You found me when I had already been found. We were 9,118km or at least 28hr of flight apart, but you still asked me βWhatβs the name of my city?β so you could save it to your World Clock. Your city was mine too a few years ago, and you sometimes forgot that. You opened up yourself to me with an expiration date. For 3 days, getting to you know lifted me up. The 4 days following that, I hit rock bottom as I was searching for the closure that you never left me with. I wished you βHave a good life!β like I was ready to give you up. I lied, and Chungking Express lied. How can people say that missed connections donβt hurt so long when itβs been more than 7 months and I still miss you?
I can say that iβm a girl who comes from one of the most honorable family. i have everything but love...? All i want is a man who loves me as who i am and not take me for granted, not take me for advantage especially not loving me for my money? All the boys that came into my life only saw my status, they thought it was cool to have me as an ex. And for those who have a crush on me, always say β youβre like a moon and iβm just a rabbitβ why cant you see me as a normal person? Weβre all equal? I just want a love that lasts, i just want a good man to stick by my side through thick and thin, forget about the status and wealth. Iβve always been unlucky in love and friendship. I just want a pure bond, i never see myself above everyone, and iβm willing to take down my wealth if itβs a wall that part us.
I fuckin went berserker mode on my toilet and my shit went all over the place. EVEN MY MOUTH
Since we donβt talk to each other like we used to, I don't know anything about your daily life, and I donβt dare to text you coz I know itβs not good to stay in between your relationship. I miss our quick meet up. I miss your good morning/good night text. But that's okay. I wish nothing but the best for you. Let me just watch you from afar. I will continue to adore you until my feelings for you fade. Meanwhile, I still watch your story to see how happy you are.