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Saturday, February 18, 2006
If there ever was a word so inadequate to describe an certain object... stupid could be the one word we are looking for. Yet, it just so describes how I'm feeling now.
Like I tried running from some lil' cutie, some things are more about me, and not you. As in, you're cute, you're fine, I love your sweet gentle nature and all, but I don't want to be with you. If you want to persist, you're STUPID. And if I lead you on, my bad, but you're the dumb one. I don't lead you on, then OMG YOU'RE STUPID.
If you go through so much shit just to get something I don't really want, bully for you. I can take it; why not? things free are better taken than forsaken. It doesn't matter to me whether you paid through the nose for it; it matters even less to me how you feel when you know I don't feel anything for whatever you might get. The underlying truth: I don't care. And I don't want to know anything about you. Waste all the money you want, create all the embarassment, the big hoo-haas.. but don't tell me about it. Don't tell me about your travelling woes, how you got a replacement for a gift lost in an accident, why you deem it so precious I can't see it. And that's because I close my eyes. Tightly. And turn my head for good measure =/
In the event, which you get knocked down while crossing the road, so intent on making sure the chocolates don't spill, I might attend your funeral. But that's because it's an excuse to skip school. And I happen to be free on that day.
I don't want to know. 'cos I don't like you. Change is constant, but this is one exception. The mountains might crumble to dust, S'pore could become a civilised, sensitive society one day.. but you'll always just be another figure in the crowd.
I don't want to know.
_'Jx]- faded at 10:29 PM
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