Once there lived a sad, sad man. @ 9:27 am
I got the much needed rest during the past 3 days. Until today, I still don't know what's the cause of it but nevermind. I tried to study but the brain just won't allow it, it just died on me but I still manage to do a lil revising. No choice... the papers are 4 days away.
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It's sad to know how fake one can be. All that false pretences really make me sick. In truth, nobody's good enough for you and you were never a kind, sincere person in the first place. In truth, you and
only you are the best and nobody can beat that. You may act kind, but that's not how you truly feel inside. It's sad you know. It's sad, how your life turns out to be. It's sad that you're so conceited that way. There are people always wanting to give you the benefit of the doubt but you made it clear to us now that you totally don't deserve all that.
Just like she said, it doesn't pay to be nice. You can crap with me all you want but I ain't buying it anymore. No wonder you are in the state that you are right now. A pathetic, lonely being with no one to turn to but the computer screen and your trusty golf club.
Why do there exists such people? Because they are a good example of what we
shouldn't become.
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