Friday, September 26

My Wet Pillows at Night

过了那么久,我果然还是放不下以前
总以为没有他我的日子一定很好过,
但如今才发现原来我一直都没潇萧洒洒地从他的记忆里离去.
好无耐啊!这种无助的感觉他晓得吗?
哇靠!他知道才怪!
竟然摆脱不了从前发生过的点点低低,我只好随它而去咯.


i spend most of the time thinking abt every argument we'd had, then i'll wish i could jus take back every horrible word i ever said. why did i ever act so selfishly, going out with frens instead of spending more time with him. i chastise myself for wlking away frm him when i shld have hugged him so tight, and when i held grudges for days instead of forgiving him.

i'm gruadually falling into days of dark depression but when i fianally build up the strength and courage to be positive and to snap out of it for another few days, the stupid tiniest and simplest thing would trigger my tears again.

i know it's a tiring process to pass time until i waited for something else. but there's nth much i can do abt it now


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