'i held my hands tightly as beads of tears trickled down the side of my eyes and permeated through my pillow sheets'
i've been a bit stressed out these last few days, especially with the whole 'bulan ini bulan cinta' sickening epidemic. aarghhhh. ku keseorangan tahun ini, just like the past 17 years of my life. i'm tired. i hate all those perfect beautiful people around me. yes, HATE.
you know what i'm gonna do for valentine's day this year intead of moping around like some pathetic desperate loner? i'm gonna donate my blood until i pass out the whole day, that the 14th february lovey-dovey ooeyy-gooeyy atmosphere can't mock me like it did every single year. i don't care if i'm underage or underweight or under-whatever. i'm squeezing every litre of my blood out and that's that. i don't care if i lose or gain weight after that. i'm skinny because i'm ugly, and if i get fat, i'm still gonna be ugly, if not more. for the first time in my life, i'm looking forward to 14/2.
there will be blood on valentine's day.
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