Thursday, 18 December 2014.
Its been quite a while since I made a blog post... :) But no one's really keeping track. Anyways, I am currently in Canada with my family, might be staying here to further my studies, might not. Okay, I'll make this post important(to me at least). They say healing takes time, but why is it that to me, it just hurts more as time goes by. It's like you're telling yourself that you gotta let go, but you're thinking "no, y'know, hope's around the corner and I wanna see what happens". But if that's the case, then that corner is extremely far off. Life isn't a book, it never was. I can't skip to the ending, I just gotta play it out and hope the last chapter ends well. Love is beautiful, but I don't understand why something beautiful could be so cruel and hurtful? Honestly, I want to be in Singapore at the moment, and just hug my friends who are dealing with shit. I just want the few to know I'm still here, and that hey, I have to face shit too. Sometime's time won't heal. It's just the memories that keep you from moving on, but your fake smile is the biggest lie ever. I've met my problems, and they're not solvable.. I'm a coward heheh. I say shit but I don't tell you how I feel so.. That makes me a coward. But I will say I'm actually pretty strong for putting up with my own cries and everything for the longest ass time when I should be happy. Actually, I just wanna punch you in the face. Anyways, enough here. I don't even know what post this is.
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