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Life was never fair. Live like that and you will live.
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Saturday, December 11, 2010

this is the max
and i will not tolerate anything anymore
dont expect me to apologise because i never will
it is not my fault, if im lying then your the bigger liar
just because i keep quiet doesnt mean idk anything
but in fact, i know more than what you could ever expect
im just soft hearted, i cant bring myself to hate a person who brought me up for 14 years
even though these 14 years was trash and rubbish
im never ever gna believe you again and im sick and tired of your antics
i've seen through them all
you are a fake
i dont care for your fake tears and fake heart
go and care about your money instead
if you had honestly just told me you hated me
you hated the fact that i was this useless
and you treated me with care of concern like a slave
then i wouldnt have hated you to death
its serious till this state
i am used to the care and concern others around me would show
because they understand, even a tiny little bit
how it actually feels
at the very least, i know they are not gone
just like you tried this morning, i ttly felt nothing
it used hurt, even its a little
but its no longer the same
my thinking is used to the fact that you are fake and no matter how many shed of tears you drop infront of me
be it real of fake
my mind's never gonna trust you again
not anymore
because this time, im taking a step back to comfort myself
this time here, im fighting for MYSELF
sad sad sad sad sad sad sad tonight my heart hurts
Oh no no no no no body knows, how I feel
one two three four five six seven eight night
I'm cheering up myself passing many nights awake