40 Kinds of Sadness

Now I really feel 40 kinds of sadness. T_T

Hmmm, you know what sucks?

Being dragged into something by someone until it reaches a point where you thought you can trust that person just that little bit more to be adequate to sustain something and then realize that person just left you there stranded like an imbecile.

Yeah, that's how I feel now.

I knew it was coming, but why was I so stupid to just continue?

Even if it wasn't coming now, it will eventually happen for I could tell your feelings were always feeble and you are easily moved by people.

I can't blame you for that, and sometimes it makes me wonder whether it's just me.

But for some whatsoever reason, I could never come to a decision on it.

Sighs, words are hurtful.

Not what people say, but it's what they don't say is what hurts you.

You can tell someone you love that person, but do you truly and dearly mean it?

You can tell someone you would spend the rest of eternity with that person, but do you really mean it?

I don't know what to believe in now.

I guess I can't trust your words no more. It's saddening to you, but it's even more saddening for me.

To place that amount of trust in you, and to thought that you had a robust feeling towards what we had, guess I was just wrong.

I can never understand flower-hearted people.

I mean how can you love someone one day and love another the next?

If that is how you people define love, then please, get to know life a hell lot more.

Coz' coz' you just don't feel anything when you get yourself into these predicaments.

Neither do you people care for what the other party is thinking.

Which in turn leads to this, if you don't even care what's on the other person's mind, how the heck can you say you love that person?

Is love all about money, cars, attention, popularity and show-offs?

Oh please, get a life. This really pisses me off just seeing people who don't care for each other being together just of the thought that having a girlfriend or a boyfriend is cool.

I'd rather be single than to be stuck up with some bitch who would be bitching about having a boyfriend. I mean hello, would you like get the hell out of here?

Sighs, I'm lost with my post now.

Whatever la, not like you would care also.

Hmmm, wonder if anyone actually reads but never mind.

I'm just blogging to clear my mind so whatever la.

Let's quote something to end the post.


" When you tell me that you love me, but those are just words, you can tell me you don't need me, and I know that hurts... "

Be happy wherever you are, and in whatever you do, you deserve so much better.


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