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Catch-mywave, if you can.
Dictionary's Definition: Wave; A swell, surge, or rush, as of feeling or of a certain condition.
The blog's definition: catch-mywave; See if you can catch up with the inconsistent swells, surges, amplitudes that are happening in my vast-changing life. I'm finally 21, and legally able to do everything I've been doing since 15. Time flies so fast that i'm already turning 21 this year. DID YOU JUST HIGHLIGHT THIS SECTION? DONT THINK I DONT KNOW! -Alvin |
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i dont want ask u come find me already. if u auto, you'll come find me de. neither do i want to stay at your place already. everytime i want go. you reject me. someone needs to teach you the feeling of rejection. promises you break, be fair to me la.
said you would call everynight before you sleep. you failed. said you would communicate more with me, you failed. I think you've failed greatly as a girlfriend. you should review yourself. I'm utterly disappointed. call you many times, don't pick up. then even after you see my miss calls, you don't return me call. do I deserve this less attention? I wish I was a hamster. I could cuddle and run in my spinning metal wheel, and you can dote on me. you won't hurt me, like you are now. you'll feed me, love me, and take care of me. I wish I may, I wish I might. I wish I become a hamster one day. see ah, you dont reply me cause you're busy, its absolutely okay. but if you do reply me with a "dont know what to reply", that really pisses me off and have my blood boil till the top of my head. i want a SMS that is something like chit chat kinda thing. i want to engage in a coversation with u whole day. BECAUSE YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND. not my sms buddy alone. what part of being a gf you dont understand? wha piangxz can. and in honeymoon period, u bothered about smsing me. NOW? u bo hiew lan. i dont even know what i am, to you already. always say u no change no change no change. i want to keep this blog as long as i can, to type down everything that you have changed from last time till now. then when u realise this blog exist, you'll know how much you've changed yourself. then you'll know how i vent my frustration and anger. One day you'll realise from here on how much i love you, joan lin xiao tong.
seriously f you man. look. why am i always the one who sends u messages first? why? u like to be pampered, loved and everything else. what about me? why must i always be the one who humbles myself first and contacts u first. u want to be your queen, go ahead. my god. tyranic behavior.
i want to know whats wrong with you. i want to know why u always refuse to address me with the word dear. i want to know why i fell in love with someone who is always so petty. i want to know why am i always the one who sms u first. call u first. i want to know why you're always the one who makes my night miserable by, "goodnight, im gonna sleep." wheres the intimacy in that message? Wheres the love i deserve. stop abusing me. i want to know if you did realise that i never send messages like "goodnight, im gonna sleep." i never do. Unless im really pissed. i want to know why u always do that. i want to know what fun you get in doing that. i want to know if i need to send you to classes that can teach you how to be a good girlfriend. i want to know if you can be my wife. i want to know if you are suitable for me. i want to know. i want to know. i want to know. i want to know. why i fell in love.
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