it makes me sick to talk to him. well... not to point of vomitting but rather... to the point of hoping and praying he wudnt tell me things that i rather not hear. i wish i cud turn back time... when both of us were just plain frens and spoke about everything else without worry. you didnt have to think aboout what others thought and i wouldn't hurt everytime you say those few cursed words. maybe it was my fault that i became weak and made it easy. it was suppose to be the other way around. too much time left together... i just knew i shud've run. torn between temptation and responsibilty, u made me laugh and feel free after all the drama i've gone thru the past months. darnit. why did we end up this way?
Definition of ME
judge me and i'll prove you wrong. call me a b^tch and i'll show u one. think i'm crazy? but u reli have no idea. ;)
do u know me?
screeaam!
crunchin" numbers
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