Why did I even like you in the first place? Why did I even try to be nice to you? Why do I even do so much for you?
So that you can look straight at me in the eye, say it loud and clear in public that I have a shitty face (*chokes*). And when I looked at you, eyes wide with stun, disbelieving that you could actually be so cruel so as to say that to me, I asked you in a whisper, "Come again..." you slapped me in the face with yet that same remark. And this time, it was when everyone was silent.
What have I done to you, you fucking bastard?! I did not even provoke you for you to insult and embarass me in such a way. Why?! Granted, you may find me disgusting and revolting; you choke at the thought of being in close proximity with me; but it is nowhere near justification for your thoughtless, heartless and fucking hateful actions.
Yes, dear readers of mine, do laugh at what happened. I understand that you would all find it funny.
But I found it hurtful. I cried myself to sleep because you broke my little bubble of illusion which I tried to create for myself; that as ugly and horrible-looking as I may be, maybe, just maybe, these bunch of people do not mind and can accept me for who I am. I can't even lie to myself now for goodness' sake! Its all your fucking fault!
Yes, yes, yes. Tell me that I am ugly right now. Just come out with it. You are not the first and never will be. To support your actions, here's an example of a friend saying indirectly that I look shit.
Her paraphrased words: "Ah Ma looks the best here! Good job!"
Yeah, I look so shit that I have a paw on my face. My gawd. How on earth did people talk to me? They must be wondering did a bear step on my face? Anyhow, the rest of my friends' faces were beautifully covered because this had nothing to do with them. Ah Ma's face was not covered cos she looks stunning. Credit should be given where it is due.
Yup. I admit. I am ugly. I am a little sensitive to it. But I am ok with people being indirect about it, unlike you, you bastard. I may sound bitter about it, but its only because you caused it.
Despite all these, you know what? I am not at all angry at you. Because how can I be angry at you for telling me the truth, something which I already know? I tried to be angry at you, but I can't. I don't even know what to feel. Sad, hurt, and a concoction of emotions which I can't pinpoint exactly but not angry.
You burst my little bubble and forced me to face reality. I should thank you.
Thank you.
So that you can look straight at me in the eye, say it loud and clear in public that I have a shitty face (*chokes*). And when I looked at you, eyes wide with stun, disbelieving that you could actually be so cruel so as to say that to me, I asked you in a whisper, "Come again..." you slapped me in the face with yet that same remark. And this time, it was when everyone was silent.
What have I done to you, you fucking bastard?! I did not even provoke you for you to insult and embarass me in such a way. Why?! Granted, you may find me disgusting and revolting; you choke at the thought of being in close proximity with me; but it is nowhere near justification for your thoughtless, heartless and fucking hateful actions.
Yes, dear readers of mine, do laugh at what happened. I understand that you would all find it funny.
But I found it hurtful. I cried myself to sleep because you broke my little bubble of illusion which I tried to create for myself; that as ugly and horrible-looking as I may be, maybe, just maybe, these bunch of people do not mind and can accept me for who I am. I can't even lie to myself now for goodness' sake! Its all your fucking fault!
Yes, yes, yes. Tell me that I am ugly right now. Just come out with it. You are not the first and never will be. To support your actions, here's an example of a friend saying indirectly that I look shit.
Her paraphrased words: "Ah Ma looks the best here! Good job!"Yeah, I look so shit that I have a paw on my face. My gawd. How on earth did people talk to me? They must be wondering did a bear step on my face? Anyhow, the rest of my friends' faces were beautifully covered because this had nothing to do with them. Ah Ma's face was not covered cos she looks stunning. Credit should be given where it is due.
Yup. I admit. I am ugly. I am a little sensitive to it. But I am ok with people being indirect about it, unlike you, you bastard. I may sound bitter about it, but its only because you caused it.
Despite all these, you know what? I am not at all angry at you. Because how can I be angry at you for telling me the truth, something which I already know? I tried to be angry at you, but I can't. I don't even know what to feel. Sad, hurt, and a concoction of emotions which I can't pinpoint exactly but not angry.
You burst my little bubble and forced me to face reality. I should thank you.
Thank you.
1 guilty confessions:
Who kacau you??? Let me crush 'em!!!
Cheer up Sam, me rabu you (and you know it, and i know you rabu me too XD). I miss you loads, we're so going to chat overnight the next time we meet ok, hopefully soon (^^ )!
Take care, muaks!!
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