Friday, June 22, 2012 2:33 AM
Please...
I don't know what I should do with the relationship already. I'm so tired.. You said I'm never honest. Now, I don't know if you know me. You never put yourself in my shoes. You never fail to hurt me in every way you can. Even in my condition like this, I tried so hard to help you out, be it in your ways, though I feel pain, I tried to stay strong. Please don't do this to me anymore.. :'( you know what you did. It's ok, I don't expect you to trust me, it's ok. I know my wrongs, and I accept everything that has happened. No matter what, nothing can ever change my love for you. Just step on me like your doormat, just vandalise my pride like I'm just another recycled shit of paper, just scold me vulgars like I'm your any other hated enemies. But let me ask you something, does every single word that comes out from your mouth true? How you would say imma trash? Guys just play me around? What an empty brain I have? How childish I am? Everything! Too much to list here! I always say to myself that you need me, not shit on me! I feel used. But no matter how much I cried, just by taking another look at your face by a different angle, my cries turns into love. Like, "oh, fuck that. What's important is, you are my partner for life." but you don't see how happy I am when I tried to talk to you, whenever I said "oh there's so much I want to talk to you about." but you always turn my fucking mood off! :'( why? Please don't push me away.. Please don't make me feel so cheap.. What I want? I just want to prove my whole family wrong about what the thought about you. I want them to know that I am ok and fine when I'm out of the house. Oh fuck, I'm driving myself insane. :'( Baby in tummy, I'm sorry for being selfish.. I know it's not the right time for you to arrive on this Earth full of cruelty. :'( please forgive what mama and papa has done ok? :') i hope you understand, strong baby :') i thought i've been through shits alone, but baby in tummy was with me throughout :'( thank you baby :')
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