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CHRISTABEL YAP
Nineteen. Currently residing in the Singapore. I enjoy jpop and anime. I'm not the nicest person on earth, but I'm a lot of fun.
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A little love I had for you remains. Whatever it meant to be disappeared,
should just go away. And now, all I wanted is actually his little attention to me.
Just a small little attention will do, show me that i am important to you.
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jilwkefmas / Wednesday, November 2, 2011 @ 7:54 PM
Title: She is.
Genre: Angst
Sometimes, she really hate life as it is.
She's hurting inside. She's wanting to try her best to find a way to deal with it. It's just so funny if she act like nothing wrong when there's something wrong. It's hard. But his words made her to buckle up, even though it should not mean anything to her.
She asked herself why did she put her head into this relationship back then. She asked herself, why did she actually believe him more than anybody else?
She asked herself, why did she love him so much.
She asked, and she asked, and she asked.
"It's not love, it's not love," this phrase repeated in her mind countless times a day. She felt disappointed not seeing him, she felt hatred, but she felt love.
Why? Why did she did something like that? Was she not good enough for him? All the crazy questions came up to her. What if, she wondered, what if back then she didn't get into this relationship, she wondered if she will be as hurt as what she is right now.
She thinks she's alright. Who knows what would she do to herself the next moment. She is hurting inside.
She is. But she can't do anything. He doesn't seem to care. His words hurt her, even until the last moment.
Title: She is.
Genre: Angst
Sometimes, she really hate life as it is.
She's hurting inside. She's wanting to try her best to find a way to deal with it. It's just so funny if she act like nothing wrong when there's something wrong. It's hard. But his words made her to buckle up, even though it should not mean anything to her.
She asked herself why did she put her head into this relationship back then. She asked herself, why did she actually believe him more than anybody else?
She asked herself, why did she love him so much.
She asked, and she asked, and she asked.
"It's not love, it's not love," this phrase repeated in her mind countless times a day. She felt disappointed not seeing him, she felt hatred, but she felt love.
Why? Why did she did something like that? Was she not good enough for him? All the crazy questions came up to her. What if, she wondered, what if back then she didn't get into this relationship, she wondered if she will be as hurt as what she is right now.
She thinks she's alright. Who knows what would she do to herself the next moment. She is hurting inside.
She is. But she can't do anything. He doesn't seem to care. His words hurt her, even until the last moment.
