It's like that song.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007 @ 8:14 PM
Overcritically thinking of me, judgement of my every footstep. Is this how you are gonna achieve what you want? You're so lazy to the point whereby you take note too much of others' imperfections. But do you need an AnnaSui mirror to look into?

I'm sick to the point of my tolerance level. But I know, I can never do anything about your behaviour or attitude. It just irks me even more about your judgemental ways. Or maybe you think you are god's sent gift to change the world with your crude unhumanly ways. Expecting things to happen by sitting on that green leather couch while channel-surfing aimlessly like a a nomad doesn't help the state of the family. You can;t expect miracles rite? You can't expect to find out what's happening in my life rite?

I've reached the point whereby telling you things don't matter no more. I can see you really don't care, so I shall not to. Guess now, I'll have to depend on me & only me. Even the rest of the family's turning into stone-cold bitches. I'm not jealous but I'm just irritated that you just see past everything she does. I know you can't wait to kiss and make up rite hun? Making up an Indemnity Form that could have gotten her suspended or expelled, 1 week to forgive. Lying about having school in the morning, 2 days.

But me; 2 weeks. After countless persuasion on my part just for a small thing like speaking my mind on a certain matter.

I can't take the taunting that hurts me any longer. As much as I want to shut it out, it still hurts bitch.


But.. nvm, I'll just pretend nothing ever happened. Afterall that's what I'm good at right?- Pretending?