Friday, April 24, 2009
don't remind me of this post
------. it's sixth grade all over again. how can i not learn from that one mistake of my life that surely made a mark, a scar, to a person who cared most about me. i'm good at forgetting. and that has always been the solution to all complicated problems life had leisure to throw at me. and with forgetting, i add my indifference.----. ----. ----. i'm so low to be anyone's friend. i don't deserve any warmth from other people. i'm a lowly incosiderate selfish pathetic liar. gosh, this is so true. ----. and as if any of these realizations and self-incrimination will actually help. ----. put a bullet through me, and i won't even complain.Labels: happy-less