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Tuesday, May 05, 2009

do you know how frustrated can it be to rush for the bus and get squeezed in the mrt at 8am every morning on the way to work?



ugly and ungracious singaporeans.



do u know how painful can it gets to walk with blister on ur feet? and force to learn and wear heels due to working environment.



feet with blisters on ur heels, standing in a crowded bus on the way back home for 45mins, feeling so tired after a day of work. all i see is the memories of u and i throughout the bus journey.



do u know how much it hurts to think of u the moment i close my eyes? i tried to let go but i fail terribly. im such a failure. i tried to pack myself busy with work and a lot of other stuff, but i cldnt help but think of u. even after a period of 4 mths, the wound still hurts so much. it's still bleeding.

i feel so helpless. there's just too many things for me to cry abt. how i wish i can have a shoulder. i really need a shoulder will do. *sob*