A Living Dead Girl

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Sometimes when I am bored, I read up on my old blog. The old me.

Can't say I was naive in the past.

Who always tried to wait for a miracle, hopefully to get a better choice.

And in the end, always getting heartbroken as a souvenir. (I do not blame anyone)

As years pass by, the hate of relationships get stronger.

And I don't know why. Maybe it is because the immature side of guys that annoys me.

Yes, people around me said that I am getting colder, heartless and emotionless.

Just like a living dead girl.

But I like the feeling. Cause having heartaches are really enough for me.

Just two years apart and I have changed so much. You can say that I am selfish.

I am sorry.

Just to add on: I am not being emo here, just a sudden thought of yesterday's conversation with Yc,

while having sheesha at Ambrosia Cafe.