The boy who cried wolf.
Perhaps in trying to escape reality I’ve made up many lies and many excuses. And now that I’m getting back on track but I really am sick, everyone looks at me with a doubtful eye. And its just so saddening because this is truly my fault.
I’m tired. Really. So, I’m giving up. We’ve built walls between each other, or have our eyes at other people, not noticing each other anymore. So there is no worth and there is no point. I will give up.
Like what Esther said, some people who are meant to be in your life will always stay. Those who leave are those who aren’t meant to be in my life.
Something just triggered all these, but its a result of accumulation, actually.
Nothing can be back to where it was before. So I’ll move on and live happily ever after (haha) always looking forward to the forward-looking.
Just, staying strong.
I apologise for all my escaping from reality. I apologise for the lack of fortitude to push myself to school sometimes, not that I don’t give a damn about it. But it’s really get too tiring for me to handle.
Is it really too tiring for me to handle? Or is it just me putting a limit to my capability again? Or perhaps I’ve forgotten about my goals.
No, Hui Qin, remember your motivation, the goals.
Let excellence be a habit. So that it can become you.
Put up a good fight like he is now.
(Source: lewky, via voldeprise)
With this liberty I now have….its making me immature and selfish, because I hide everytime I feel tired. I no longer push against my limits anymore. This.is.bad.
Sigh. You don’t understand me.
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I’m a waste of resources. Yeah, you speak like I don’t deserve this. Any of this.
And it cuts deeper into my old scars. How much it took for me not to cry.
Finally feeling the fatigue from rushing Andy’s present yesterday night / today morning. I.AM.TIRED. Thank God not jogging tomorrow if not my eye bags will show already ohmygod. ):
Alrighty I shall be sleeping soon after being distracted by facebook and tumblr for a while.
But those lost moments…I wonder if you feel sad letting them by.
I love being home alone.
I creep on the neighbors …
I cry over things …
I dance like nobody’s watchin’ …
I go out for a drive …
I do things I’m not proud of …
I sit on the computer for 17 hours …
I eat anything I see …
I pretend to be the best dancer and singer in the world …
I cry some more …
And, then everyone comes home, and their like “What’d you do all night?”
And, I’m just like …
… Nothing …
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…aaaand Tom Hanks has his hand caught in a pickle jar.
“You have to let go. No, let go of the PICKLE.”
“But I want a pickle.”
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你是否会发觉我已经说再见？
I was looking through my tumblr posts, all the way till last year. And I saw this and I can’t believe I almost cried looking at this:
6th May 2011 (exactly one year ago)
Cheryl Ng says (12:50 AM)
actually , i realised you’re a person that will hide your true feelings to yourself and wont want to show it out . you act happy sometimes but in fact , you’re sad deep down . ah qin uh , just wanna tell you that , anything , you can share with me de . maybe on somethings i cant help , but at least i can be your listening ear/punching bag . i wont mind (:
although we only know each other for a short period of time , i know we will be uber close friends ! do tell me if im wrong yeah (:
(Source: leilockheart)
I shouldn’t care, why should I?
But, who am I trying to kid?
I can’t shrug off that feeling. Like how you make me feel like when I talk to you you only find me a nuisance, an annoyment.
How am I to have the courage to try talking to you again?
