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what do you do with a broken heart?

a collection;

1.11am
and you’ll never know how our steps matched.

8.36am
i’m tired of being the strong one.

4.12pm
i don’t know what to do. it just hurts; my heart, it just hurts.

9.25pm
how despicable can you get.

10.34pm
sugar, we’re going down.

7.03pm
아파요.

9.09pm
happiness; how does it feel again?

9.22pm
i need an escape from this reality.

11.28pm
i just want to go home, home to people who loves me.

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100 days.

it doesn’t mean that i won’t miss him.</3

 

22/02/13

third month 5 days late. and maybe too late.

really now?

finale.

an excerpt.

You did it again. You promised. But you did it again. Do you not know how much I hurt every time you’re hurt? You told me you’ll never leave any scars behind.

 Proportion, addiction; either one. But I ..

 No, don’t promise me you’ll never do it again. Just, just let me catch you when you fall.

 Are you strong enough?

 Yes.

 Okay.

 

당신을 기다리는.

we’ll wait. no matter how long it takes, we’ll wait.

because you’re a part of what makes my heart complete.

hearts ♥

 

replay.

i consider myself a very patient person. but being in a place where i just don’t fit in, not entirely is making me annoyed and greatly agitated. maybe i’m too used to the silence at home, to Umma too tired from her work to bother me, to me having my own room and my own time. now, there are people i can’t upset, people i have to listen to and abide by their rules and people who are just too young to understand consideration or tolerance or something along those lines. and i can’t help but wonder why am i here?Money would be one of them. at least some to fund for my Super Junior/Kpop craze. and to experience being on my own? well, i don’t like being on my own, not this kind.

err, yea. rant. must be PMS-ing.

goodnight.

p.s i’ve grown heavier. ): and i miss home.

슬픈

I’m depressed.

Nothing seems right.
I don’t like being on my own.
I don’t like being alone.
I don’t like being a grown-up.Everything feels empty.
I feel empty; my heart, my hands.

Tell me what to do, where to go.
I don’t know.
I don’t know and I’m back where I was.
Maybe even further behind.
And I don’t like it.

And this is me ranting about something that makes sense but shouldn’t.

I want to cry but I shouldn’t either.

Can’t I at least have someone else to blame?

 

声をきかせて

to be sad on Christmas day is sad.

i miss the KPOP world.

goodnight.