Take my life.
Take my dignity.
Take my friends.
Take my sanity.
Take my love.


And I'll sit here alone and regret about making the wrong decisions.
Each time I get over regretting, I get super happy.
And then I flop back on the floor like a starfishy.

I feel floppish.

That thing that happened was rly minor but it affected me like super.

It made me refrain from listening to any songs (including my favourite songs) that'll remind me of it.

I think of it when I'm alone.

Why is everyone taking away everything from me.

I realised that I became more alert and conscious of my surroundings when I'm being 'pushed' away.
And its as if I'm never there.
And sometimes I think you never cared even in a million years.
And all this time you cared about someone else.

I wanted this all for myself.
But I'm sorry for being greedy but you're taking it away from me and when I have it, it only lasts for a while.

Its like I'm wanted there but at the same time I'm unwanted.
I'm sorry but I have to back out cos you never seemed to realised this since last year.

I believe you have more teleconnecticity with her rather than me.

Fuck the world.