perhaps maybe?

I'm getting confused second by second.

As time passed, I knew I didn't have any time left. Perhaps, I really need to just live by myself?

I hate lonliness. Seeing my girlfriends all happily immersed in their r/s, and here I am, alone and such.

If you love me, why don't say it out? If you even have an inch of liking me, why don't you tell me?
Tell me if you need me, don't make me assume, as I HATE assumptions.

I hate to be old sometimes. Why can't I just be born in december or so? Is being OLD my fault?
If age is such a dispute to you than don't even fucking talk to me. Go to the younger girls whereby you had already done so ages ago.

I hate to feel being used. I'm not a disposable underwear, whereby you can value me for protecting ur LJ and throw me aside when you don't need me anymore.
When can I really be valued?

I just hate it , hate it.

Or just accept the fact.

I'm not pretty enough. Yes, that's what you think so, isn't it?

I hate being ME sometimes.

I realised I just can't be friends with you.






how?