Something Different

Could be just me.. again. Yes again because this isn't the first time I'm feeling this way. I envy your insensitivity because I rather it be me. I rather I noticed less things, take note of lesser things, care less etc. How great would my life be? It will be so many better because alot of things won't matter then. I won't tell you because then again you will tell me I'm thinking too much yada yada.

I guess that many things have changed since we first started. It's just so hard for me sometimes. When it all comes down on me, I just need a shoulder to tell me I'm okay. I'll be here for you.

There are somethings that aren't so nice to talk about in public but I really need a platform for me to rant and say out all that I need.

Just a note to myself, to stop being so dependent on the people I love. It's hard but it's better I try now. Really. I don't want to go breaking down because I know deep down, no one cares about you more than they care about themselves. Rough.

I really want to feel loved and pampered. That's why I absolutely adore sweet gestures, but they never come from you or sometimes, even my parents or my closest friends.

I swear I don't even expect much. Yes maybe in the past but not now. I kinda gave up alot. All I want is someone to let me feel that tingling lovey dovey warmth feeling of love and care.

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