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Thursday, May 30, 2013
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life have been pretty tiring. but the mental breakdown is worse than the physical ones. try to be kind, no one appreciates it. going against it, everyone hates you. haha. ironic. who doesnt want a job?! who doesnt want a stable income?! bullshit on those comments, even if those were jokes.

dont look for me only when u need to.
dont look for me only when u want to.
i am not giving some free service.
i try to help willingly,
but where are you when i need you?!

dont take things for granted,
no one needs to report to you.
we just want to keep you inform so that you feel respected,
but it isnt a mean of control for you.

after the nightmare that day,
i realise, my only opinion left of you is fear.
no matter how much i tell myself to accept the facts in the reality,
i still run away from you in my dream.
the instinct of pushing you away when you get near me already made me convince myself of how afraid i am.
please, dont ever appear again in my life..

i am a jobless person, roaming around....

i need a lot of these (: