im a big mess right now cos i'm hurting everywhere. i think it's just me. i care too much i love too much i fall too much i hurt too much i ask too much i say too much i think too much i feel too much i expect too much i cry too much i bother too much. i don't like playing the blame game but in the first place- in the first place, in the first place! fuck you lah "in the first place".

i feel like i'm running out of time. what are we going to do, amelia. we could die tonight. but then no one would buy tissues frm tt poor guy anymore. who's gonna help the old lady cross the rd? you think you're the only one out to help pple ah? the world will get on without you. why so geram? why so tearful? why so upset? why so stupid?