To you, thank you for reading this suckish-so-called-blog of mine... Eventhough you only read it because you like kutuk-ing me and laughing at me afters. It still means something to me.
However, I can't promise that I won't be what I was before... I hate making promises, and I hate it even more when promises are being made to me.
And you asked me to define how much it hurt. Well, it was as if someone had ripped out my heart, slabbed it around the rocky pavement, drove a truck that weighed a thousand ton over it and forcing my eyes open with a crowbar to see how well he's doing. Killer right?
But the good news is... I think, and might have. I know that you know =)
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