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Sunday, October 29, 2006

Sometimes i just wish i could pour out how i really feel about everything.

Sometimes i wish i did not care so much.Sometimes i wish that u didn't mean so much to me. But with everything that we went through for now, i feel more and more about you. This obstacle, this mistake caused so much pain and destruction that never again would any of us doubt or go through it again. It's just too much. I wish we could rewind it to innocent and happy sleepovers and Ribena.
I dun know why i always feel more obligated to feel more for the other than myself. I think that is why they are so pissed with me. Maybe sometimes, yes, it causes people to step all over me but i can't be all high and mighty with you. Because you know me. And i know you. And i'm happy. But does it really matter? Because are they happy that i am happy? Or are they going to insist that i am going to be happier? And how do they know? I know they care. Everybody cares but advices are advices and if it not taken, it does not mean it is not appreciated. But then again, i am just a stupid little sister. What do i know?