i’m not going to pretend that it’s all okay.

it’s gonna take as long as it’s gonna take. sure it feels horrible, but there’s nothing i can do. after all we’ve been through, there’s really nothing left to say. i did try my best and there was a week when the 2-day curse didn’t exist. yet at the end of that week he chose to pull out of my life, and i have learned to accept it. i did my best and i have no regrets. this is his choice. yes i will respect it but it doesn’t mean that i am okay with it.

i for one should be familiar with the transience in life. the only constant is change. it’s just a little scary how ‘love’ can snuff out just like that. ah, c’est la vie. and you realise you never really knew the people you thought you did.

you learn to be stronger, then you find yourself being broken down, then you learn to be stronger again. but in actuality, you never learn. you keep getting sucked into this whirlpool, willingly. not the first time, never the last.

the trouble with love is.

but no matter what i do, i’ll simply smile. i am not you - i will not hide behind a smile, not anymore. that was so 2000. i will just smile when i mean it. i have no need to hide anything.

the thing about family is they never, ever stop loving you. they’re always there for you to fall back on. no matter how estranged you might be. no matter how many times you’ve screwed up.

guys are just jerks lah.