How good if everyone treats each other sincerely?

How good if everyone is that simple.

I am so tired of this world.

I am so tired of all this bullshit.

And i am trapped in this hall marathon kinda rush~
volleyball manager.
Director/ script writer.

I am so sick of all this and I am so sick of hall that I physically felt like puking.
Feel so sick full day.

Was at mattina's place yest night~ her 21 bday~ it was a very low profile thing.
We just went to her place after hanging out at global sound cafe to chill and drink and play charade and talk cork~
KL drove me to potong pasir mrt station and i assured him i'm fine~ just then~ i realised that the mrt station is not open yet.
I walked all the way to another street and waited for hal an hour plus for 65. then took to kaki bukit to change to 25 and walked back home from bedok interchange then~ was at mrt at 5.30~ reached hoe at 7 plus.
I felt great~ like~ so independent and the chilling fresh air froze me. I used to hate it. I will always bring a jacket or shawl to keep myself away from the cold. i hate to be cold.
But now I sort of like it. It keeps me awake, alive even. keeps me strong.

slept for 3 hrs and dad woke me up so rudely by taking away my blanket. cus we needa rush as bro was meeting someone in hall at 11 and it was 10 pls, it is shifting day, out of hall i meant. I was awaken by the cold. I hate it. yes, maybe i do hate it but i just figured it out that it may be gd for me. And so it was a lot a lot of hard work shifting and packing till now. 11 plkus~ i had a short nap but yar~ i hate it when mum keeps nagging at high vol and loop it. And while packing, i found so many traces he let behind. the note he left me in the mike he bought me. His shoes. The guitar picks. the electric guitar. fuck.
" We hold on to each other yea? let's pull each other along the way and compromise. " and blablabla.
How good. I hate the fact that i still can't bring myself to totally register this fucking fact that he did all those selfish things to me, totally abandoning all his promises and all his words. I hate the fucking fact that I still love him so damn much. I hate the long one year plus we sticked by each other and was so heavily involved in each others life. He grew on me and we were so simply in love, why must everything turn out so satanically disguisting. why must he choose this ending? I'm sure he loved me. Why must he decide to take another route suddenly and why is he capable of doing so? and I am now stuck in this pile of hall shit


I feel like puking full day man. Maybe I am sick, I feel the whole world spinning and I dun like this.
I wan a world where everyone treats each other sincerely.
like me and my frens, me and my family.
She shd go and die. and she really should steer clear from my tail. Business, yea right~ fuck off.