punchbag

today was extremely..... eye opening. there's no other way to put it.

words i wanna say, and yet at the same time......

i hate liars. and i didn't ever think he would have. with a sorry, and a weak explanation or excuse. but what else can i say? the word disappointment just doesn't cut it this time. neither does sorry.

you know why you really lied. you know it deep down. i hate liars.

she's a good girl. better, i think. it hurts to the motherfucking max, never ever has it hurt this bad. and yet, he'll never ever know how it feels to be a girl whose heart got broken, especially by him.

i would cry, i did. still feel like, but what good would it do? johanna, johanna. move on.

good thing when your heart is this broken; is that it can't ever be hurt by another person again.

wo zhen de hen bu okay.

nothing can change facts. i'll remember everything you did, remember it deep in where ever the clearest memories go.

i hate you. i really and truly i do. but.. isly.



bye.

ps: final straw.