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November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 September 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 August 2006 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 December 2008 January 2009 April 2009 July 2009 August 2009 October 2009 January 2010 April 2011 Joce-lyn All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense. Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence. |
reflecting further in the day, i just don't know anymore. i wish we can talk it out. that the problem can be solved. how much of a jerk i am, i know. i aware. and i am sorry if that has offended you. i didnt realise that it would take an adverse effect just to show what i thought of on that day. i want to know the reason too. that cannot be the only one. not just that. of that i am certain. the will to live is diminishing by the minute. break down and cry. too tired to cry. too sad to feel anything. just feeling numb all over my body. i feel that i have let you down so. and in that case, tell me. and i will end my life for that. you are my all, and letting you down so, is the same as cheating on you. and no, i will never cheat on you. the mix created is toxic, and even so, my life is nothing without you. my life is not a life anymore. its just mere existence in this morbid world, full of hopes and dreams while i wander about aimlessly, just waiting, waiting, for that special day, that the soul is released from this body and i am free. the night i pray, is the night i leave. permenantly. the tears in my eyes will not leave, nor will the visions vanish. tears are welling up again. i guess its time to leave and start the entire process of breaking down again. my mind is just white now. seeing nothing. noticing nothing. the guilt in me is up again. i feel useless. unworthy of this life that God has passed to me. maybe it'll end soon. maybe................. I messed this area @
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