truth is...

i would be lying if i tell you i am not hurt when i reread it all over again.

but that is not the main reason that i am hurt.

it is the fact that you got the wrong end of the story because i am not the one to be blamed in my opinion. they are the one that comes to me. oh wait, lets us not forget that you weren't there - period - to see that they actually moved to my area. not the other freaking way around geddit?

anyway, now i know what do you always think of me. that i am always the one that suck up to them is it? that i love having all these attentions is it? ya lah ya lah faster shower me with all of those limelights and loves already! i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee being the center of attention.

bah!

why is it that whenever something like this happened, i am always the one to be blamed? do i look that slutty to you or anyone that matters? maybe i do lah considering the way i act by being over friendly with anyone that i can get along with.

stop saying that you know i am hurt.

because the truth is, you have no idea. at all.