Just got back from Boat Quay, gone for interview in the afternoon. Everthing was fine. But after Jayson abit of drinking. Thing went tough for me again. I don't wanna quarrel. For him, i quited pub. For him, i find job. For him, i change my temper. For him, i don't contact any guy, For him, he want cig i get it for him. For him, i've done all i can to please him. For me? Can't he sacrifice for me more. Does he know how disappointed am i when i heard what he told me. Saving money had to break our promise? What is our promise to you? A joke to make me happy? Last time, when i cry you will pamper me, now? Irritating to you isn't. I can't see myself standing in a very important position. Where have the Jayson gone to. What can i still say when i know you are going to break promise, one by one. So i decided to let you decide what you want. Don't ask me, cause i will be telling you the same thing from now on. 'Up to you, my dear' This broken heart you just broke will never recover. And I'm serious. Nobody like people to break promise, so do i(: I just love myself now. Continue tomorrow ba~ Goodnight.
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