yes. I do. Yesterday was completely proof of that. I like you love you a lot and I wish I didnt think of you as much as I do. But you know everytime you waggle that eyebrow or just even talk to me  just breathe, I fall in love a little deeper.

yes. I do. Yesterday was completely proof of that. I like you love you a lot and I wish I didnt think of you as much as I do. But you know everytime you waggle that eyebrow or just even talk to me  just breathe, I fall in love a little deeper.

oh god TRUESTORY MAXXXXX :( I miss him sooooo much and he doesnt even care :( 

oh god TRUESTORY MAXXXXX :( 
I miss him sooooo much and he doesnt even care :( 

Missed List

dearoldlove:

Funny, I only started missing you after you disappeared from my “missed calls” list. 

shit I miss you so much. I’m so glad this is anonymous because I LOVE you so so so much. I always get something wrong right. I mean how do I finally get it right? Is it my face? Is it the way I speak? Am I depressing? SO like WHAT. do . I . Have . to do? to get you? to get you to think about me? im sweet and everything so WHAT. what do I have to do. just tell me God.I never knew you could be so mean anyway, you’re supposed to be quiet and sweet and nice. what happened to that? I CANT. i mean I dont gettit. why havent I committed suicide it

i love you so much, i literally cant stop the pain anymore. Stop scarring me for life. GOD HELP ME.  please :(

No.

dearoldlove:

Even though we aren’t together, I feel like I’m cheating on you when I try to move on.

I feel you’re cheating on me for moving on, because I never have.

I cant even explain how much I miss you.

dearoldlove:

I’m sorry you feel that way; wish I did.

wish you would come back to me, or at least let things be normal again. even being friends I guess, because I really wish I could talk to you again. But I wish I hadnt told you I liked you, its true but now I lost you forever

mtv:

evruh day i’m goss-uh-ling.

mtv:

evruh day i’m goss-uh-ling.

stolen.

lilysofthefield:

I don’t like feeling hidden,
or carefully placed on the shelf
where I go unnoticed.
But you’ve seem to quietly
stuck me away
hiding me from the light.
I want to scream
but you’ve stolen my voice
I want to find my way out
but you’ve stolen my sight
I wish I could feel the walls
until I come out of the deep darkness
but you’ve also stolen my touch.

this poem particularly struck me because of this time that I am going through. You know A liking someone else and still having the audacity to you know flirt with me. Putting on the act of a sensitive person. I realize that this whole thing was really damaging for me as a person because since now everyone knows about this, I’m never going to be able to come as close to anyone else like A. I mean, its not even fair, Karmically speaking for him to be able to enjoy so much when I cant. Fuck him I say, but he has stolen my voice. My joie de vivre, both him and R. And I dont know what to do anymore, except, sit and cry my heart out.

Bras Basah MRT Station:

clientsfromhell:

Client: “Okay, I’ve totalled everything and I’ve come up with $543,698— double check my math.”

Me: “…I got $562,552”

Client: “That’s wrong. Do it again.”

Me: (adding all of the numbers again) “Okay, $562,552”

Client: “What? Now we have three different numbers!”

Me: “No we don’t. That’s…