The 3rd Weekend
I'm emotionally very unstable... This moment I'm laughing, next you see me crying.
I hate this feeling right now.
I hate that you are doing this to me.
I hate being treated this way by you.
I just hate everything now.
Everything reminds me of you... And nothing at all reminds you of me... Nothing at all... Cos... You never love me at all... 12th March 2008... I wished I never let you hold my hands, I wished I never trusted you... I wish I never know you...