when the dagger stabs into your feelings.

okay, Firstly, go to hell!
secondly, please go to hell!
third, go to hell mann! Why are you still here?!
fourth, you came back from hell? Go, and don't come back!

It felt so much like a reply. Just to tell me it has been "someone" all this while. It didn't come all of a sudden. Hmmm? Right? and it was meant to get me back right in the face huh? Maybe, could be, but I have to say you're cruel. You're an imposter! You're just fake! What do I get by caring for you? shyt. Tell me, it's true right? Then you'd probably say you didn't even know if I was in love with you, cause I never told you. And then "I'm nobody to lead anybody's life anywhere." So it's nobody's but my bloody own fault! Right? You're the owh-so-perfect guy that every girl wants! Sorry, but I don't want you anymore. After what you've done, I don't think I'd even wanna remember you!

But you know what's pathetic? To me, in my own memory, so many sweet things have happened between us and how can I erase that? There were too many to erase! Just like the msgs from you that I keep. It's all stupid. By the end of this year, just before we can never meet again, cause you are actually with the populars, don't be surprise to get a book from me. I promise, it will get in your hands. A book written in a mess, about you and I. As for now, leave. Populars are cool, go join them. I just belong here, alone. All alone.

*if you ever feel rejected*
*if you even feel alone*
*if you ever feel ignored*
*if you ever feel you don't belong*
There's nothing you can do. Just ache.