sigh. no intros, and here it is. as much as i wanna think that i have a life, i pretty much don't. i'm like the girl who is at the most bottom part of life. the one who no one cares about, isn't really attractive, not much fun to hang with, not really the smartest around here and don't have a guy. and i'm probably annoying too because i keep whining about not having a boyfriend even though i know that i should just shut the hell up as there's no way i'm getting one. and it's February, so nothing to watch on tv. except fucking romance movies. kissing here and there. holding hands. shoulders to cry on. ARRRRGHH. i hate it, as much as i love it. because i seriously love watching those sweet couples saying "i'll always be there for you" to each other. but then i'll feel a bit of a nausea coming because the reality is that no one is there for me. i would regret watching tv at that time. the decision to cry off this everlasting pain isn't an option anymore. who cares if my feelings are bottled up inside? yeah, that's right. no one. i can just hope that if only...but hope fails me. so i got nothing. well, cheers for you who actually have a life.
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