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Thursday, December 30, 2010


Even after telling you , nothing really bothers anymore .. Perhaps, I shall stop hoping for what I have been wanting. And I shall just keep quiet .. I know this is going to kill me. But I am going to survive through it no matter what.. Sometime I really feel that this is driving me crazy. But it's okay. I am willing. Dont you worry. I will just be fine.
I just want you to know. When there's silence from me, something is wrong. I dont need anything else. I just need you. Perhaps, you dont see what i really need. Or you does not know what to do. Or anything. When I'm silent, the only thing I need is attention from you. I need you. I need you to cheer me up. Ensure me that you're there. Ensure me that everything is fine.
I shall stop hurting myself. I shall stop hurting you. I shall stop hurting the both of us. I need to learn to be more independent and not be clingy or anything that may make you get irritated by me. I will keep to what I have said to myself. I will try to hold it as long as I can. If it's the best solution, I have no choices left.
If things continue to be this way, perhaps, I need to change myself. Better or worst, I still dont know. Perhaps, I will just be a very quiet girl that hopes for nothing. Im sorry. I love you.

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