Musings

sick sick sick sick sick of people.
i don't want to make new friends.
so sorry. if you're new, i don't wanna know you.
come to think of it... i don't mind making friends. just don't ask me to trust.

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too bad. trust is sacred.

i'll only save that for my dearest and closest now.

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please don't try to define me, or judge me... or analyse me. i'm not some mystical object you can label and classify. i'm complex, and difficult. you know what? i actually like being naive. at least then i don't get to see the 'wonders' of the world.



i'm not emo.

really really really really.

please la, like i wanna waste my time being emo on this.
*speck of microscopic dust*


oh and if you were wondering... i love my hottie and he loves me. no problems there. so really, you don't have to ask him what went wrong. cos we're absolutely fine. it's not about us anyway.

*really big wide genuine smile* .



i'm not being sarcastic.