Saturday, November 15
i wonder why i am going crazy over some stupid man who has a f*cking pink g-string in his wardrobe (not mine)
and he's ignoring me right now. he's happily asleep.
asks for my attention, says that "girl, i need to talk to you now, could you gimme your attention", and i gave him my fullest attention.
when it's my turn to talk, *SNORESSSSS*
then, shakes him up, and say "hey please, i wanna talk to you"
he replies "i'm listening, i ain't sleeping"
i blabber on, and realises he's sound asleep, once again. ignoring me.
angrily walks out of the door, heads home, and he doesn't even care.
called him for the past one hour, no answer.
tired freak. please, if you're tired, don't play mahjong please. if you wanna play mahjong, do tell me that you're tired and you wanna sleep. don't tell me that you're listening and ignore me.
it may seem like a small thing. but small matters do matter, alot.
plus that fucking g-string. you're making me think alot again... ...
that's what you always leave me with.
爱不爱都痛
我以為我懂 最后你要自由
woo..忘了温柔要套在手中 到最后
该不该回头 如果我开口 爱继续往前走
woo..幸福听著分开的藉口
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11/15/2008 12:17:00 PM
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