All the good names (that you commonly use to call someone you love) had lost their meanings in my dictionary.

All thanks to those who's responsible for it. I hate you. 

I shouldn't allow this to happen to me. But it did, and beyond my control and awareness. Stupid. How could I be so darn stupid. And blinded!

From time to time, I'm just going to be mad, angry, sad, frustrated, broken, crushed, and back to mad, angry, sad, frustrated, broken and crushed again.

And from time to time, I will build up my courage to just move on and forget about it. But the wound is still bleeding. It is pathetic - that I don't need to be reminded of. When will this finally be over? When will this actually be water under the so called darn bridge?

I won't be apologising for the angry statement. And I honestly don't care if you think it's impolite or rude for me to be acting this way.

For all that I know, you ruined me, you broke me, you damaged me. And I really hate you for that. But I loved you. And this is really hurting me. Especially the part where you just sit there and said nothing apart from you know how it darn bloody feels like. No you don't! Not even close.

I want to swear and I want to break things. I want to scream and bleed it out.

FIX ME!! FIX ME!! FIX ME!! FIX ME!! FIX ME!! FIX ME!! FIX ME!!!

** Can't believe it took me this long to let this out of my chest. I am so ruined. Thanks.