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addictive
I throw all of your stuff away. I’m gonna clear you out of my head. I tear you out of my heart.
And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through. 'Cause I'm so much better without you.
But it’s just another pretty lie. 'Cause I break down.
Every time you come around. So how did you get here under my skin? I swore that I'd never let you back in.
Should have known better in trying to let you go. 'Cause here we go go go again.
Hard as I try I know I can't quit. Something about you is so addictive.
We're falling together. you'd think that by now I'd know. cause here we go go go again.


Thursday, October 29, 2009, 6:05 PM


I dreamt my grandma died last night. And I dreamt of so many other things that probably meant the world to my subconscious. It was excruciating, of course. I tend to dream of losing people.

And today i realised how little value our memories had for you. You didn't even tell me you deleted it. I'm not going to lie to myself, but really a) there's as much limited concern someone can give to another, depending on how selfish that person is b) you can't force someone to care for you.

So if anyone wants to die, reality check: you won't. you'll probably become emotionless overtime awwwww.

For the record, i wish i would be able to control my emotions. They say holding people away from you makes you weak and it's out of fear, but i'm too afraid of getting hurt the same way again.

guess by the end of this week, my social life is over. but i don't really give a damn cuz sometimes you need acknowledgments in your life by people who love you, to simply give you a sense of being appreciated. yeah it sounds pathetic but we all strive for that don't we? but that'll never happen so wtfscrewoff.

we both thought post-exams would be a happier period, but seriously it gives opportunity for disappointments once again. i am so tired of it, but i'm yet i can't withdraw any part of my heart. All the empty promises, time and time again it gets shattered. You'll never imagine how it is to get believe someone entirely and then get it ruthlessly smashed and flung to the ground, in pieces. hell yeah, i'm not going to be that gullible any longer.

Only the one that hurts you, can make you feel better. Only the one who inflicts the pain, can take it away.

going back to heroes season 3 ^^