im kinda sick now. not ill-sick. just sick, bored. arghs.

yeah, its hard not to live without him, i know. god, i need a break from it all. its either that or i start work. like, real soon. cos i really cant take all this slumping around the house playing worms on his phone or occassionally fall asleep or eating on the bed. i need to get up and about. its really pissing me how he cant msg me. k, i know its not his fault cos hes working. *SMACKS FOREHEAD* wtf is wrong with you, girl?

AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH. had one stupid night. i dont know what happened over the phone. sigh..

i dont understand. you're right. i really done understand. im clueless. yes, i dont know anything about sacrifices you have to make just to have money. yes, im dumb, useless. i seriously am not understand cos i dont understand!

money cant buy back love baby. just fucking keep that in mind.

its no use throwing tantrums or scolding me just because you're stress. what, you think i dont miss you too? the only thing that is worse that slugging your arse out working, is to sit around doing nothing with an aching heart waiting for you to come home.

fuck, i really am sick of it. even though its been only... 3 days? i know i know. we spend too much time together that each time we're apart its like.. ARGGH. brain splitting.

fuck, i gotta get myself together.

on a brighter note, i changed my skin! nice ox blood coloured.

argh... come home soon.. hmph.

sorry for this sad post. so not like me. i will get my butt working in a bit. meanwhile, go bloghopping. xx updated. =) ciao-