Talking Dreams

There are times when you feel like youre presence isnt welcoming. But you still make the first move just cause you really miss that person presence. But then you realised you sounded more annoying than ever. More clingy. More desperate. More demanding than ever. I learnt to put it to a stop once a person showed their signs of losing interest in me. Because why? I am tired of trying and only getting myself upset over minor things. Hoping things would be back to normal again. But then it is all fairytales.

I made a decision to try and tweet and facebook less now. I should tumblr it all out because I hate people looking at me as though I am queen complain. Well sorry I aint perfect. I do stuff that makes me happy. The only thing that could make me happy is when I can tumblr with no judgement. Its a tough world out there. It has always been.

At my lowest point yet again. With so many things going on, I feel like I should just sleep away. Let it go astray. The thought of dying and giving up is always ever ready. But then it got me question to why am I always pleasing to people's task? If it aint making me happy, I should just endure abit more and leave. And never ever ever look back again. Its true what A said, im left with a few more weeks left and then celebrate. My limits has gone beyond. I am crying every week. But all people could give me was all their sympathy. I understand one thing that no one would understand better except yourself because youre walking in that shoe alone. If the shoe didnt fit perfectly, they surely dont understood well enough about the minor and major things going on through your head.