I don't want to be the girl, who keeps crying over the same things.

Why can't we both be happy for a bit?
Your constant lies over the short 5 days has tore me apart... Where's the ol' Honest you? And truth be told, for one, I love you, for your honesty, besides that, your unconditional love for me, and to me, you're heaven sent, be it the biggest joke or not. But should you've failed upon that attribute of you... What else do I love you for? Yes, your love, but if we both lack the mutual trust, we're nothing. So, get back your honesty.

You fucking bitch, kaninabeichaocheebye, I fucking won't let another chance slip by should I have to face this situation again, that the fucken whore should be confronted by me, and not just a confrontation but prolly... I don't know. Fancy you having laid eyes on my boy, you're fucking in the wrong. You don't owe me an explanation. I know you're just tryna get on the battle ground with me. He isn't worth your fight bitch.

Sigh, but the happiness lies here, that BBboy could be with any other girl in the entire universe, but then, he chooses to be with me.

Well, b'cos I learnt bout the truth, b'cos I learnt the truth bout you meeting her, when you told me there was nothing besides text messages, or maybe phonecalls, fuck.... And I couldn't look into your eyes, cuz' I couldn't even see my reflection in yours, but the whole truth, it popped up at me, that guilt... I don't know why............

And the whole drama... ended up with both of us in tears....
But I'm glad this misery's ended. Oh so fine. We're both back from where we left off, from you calling me Baby, to late night calls, to everything we've done in this 5months. Bye misery, bye, you suck for life, so do you bitch. :)

What a joke are we...

But we made it through, thick and thin. We manged to... We pulled through...

AND THE STUPID SLOW TURTLE SO SILLY! You comin' with those corny lies... Why do like the way regret taste? Well, those burnt marks from the cigarette butt will never weigh more than the tears you shed, so please, don't do sucha silly thing. I felt it, I could already feel it, you couldn't do more than make me feel worse with your burnt marks. Heal soon, love. Amen.

I'll seek God soon, Mom asked me to.
Sometimes I just wish we could say all the things that are easy to hear. Ignore the injustice we see and explain every unanswered prayer. But I'd rather speak honestly and wear a tattered heart on my sleeves. Cause in the middle of my broken dreams, redemption is here. Cause' you make my weak heart stay alive forever. I life my hands and give my life, this is how my weary heart stays alive. Renew me, Father.

Amen.

Goodnight all.
I'll be back stronger, happier.