Love's, not how it used to be
& the passion that made me strong,
Is clearly breaking me

Another week just zoomed by me &, TGIF.
I had a wonderful night (:

On MF's night I was watching the kids with their lanterns & doing the things that I did when I was younger.
Much younger.

It seemed like I was 5 years old a million years ago.
Of course, I do enjoy watching those little darlings play, confidently holding the world in their hands with that innocence of theirs, & they're really adorable, I promise.

When you were young, have you ever wondered what your life would be like when you were 15?
I would've never been able to picture my life the way it is now.
A couple of years definitely mean & can change, alot.

Now I wonder what my life would be like when I'm 25.

This whole week has been pretty hectic, with my EOYs coming in just 6 days, & sometimes I really feel like washing my hands off everything but I know that would be so irresponsible of me.

& Mummy is pretty much against the idea of me going overseas after my O's, saying that she doesn't want me out there in a foreign country alone, but HAH eventually she said that if I really want to, she won't insist on me staying here & that she, of course, wants me to have a good education.

Talk about every parent wanting the best for their kids.

Then after that Mummy said that if I ever get a hot Caucasian boyfriend, I have to bring him back to Singapore during my breaks.

-.-

She's crazy, I promise, my EOYs aren't even here and she's already talking about things that are supposed to happen in about a few years' time.

I think I really need to learn how to unwind & give myself a little more time.
Otherwise I'm afraid I'll break down all over again.

I've been put on this guilt trip for so long, it's really time I got off it, but there's no other way to get out unless I jump, & I really don't know if I should do so because I am afraid that once I get off it I'll just keep falling, & falling, into this bottomless pit.

No one's blaming me, I don't have an idea as to why I'm actually blaming myself.

Damn.

I scream, you shout, you're my favourite enemy

I wanna hurt you, like you're hurting me

Up down, your words, come with more intensity

This heartache, won't go away