Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?

I'm sick of everything. Sometimes, I longed that I could time travel so everything will return to what it was like in the past, when things weren't that distant. I appear to be looking fine all the time, happy. But when I think of ------, it would likely to be the opposite. It seemed that I have moved on, in fact I have not. I climb so high, but still I fall back down.

Your change is expected, I say. I don't like to see how you have changed to a contrast of what you were. I don't want to be in this debate within myself, leaving me signs of slight hope that you will eventually return to what you were. Basically, i'm convincing myself that I will survive in a battle when I have nothing with me. High hopes and Heartbreak. I can't be bothered, I'm trying to accept for who you are now. You and your circle, you and your "insensitive side for others", you and your promises.

I really don't want to care anymore about your change.
You can go on bragging,
your girls (mind you, the word "girls" is with a S),
and whatever you can brag about.

Tell me honestly once more.
Does it matter now if I say I miss you?



JOKE OF THE DAY :
sissy received her birthday present from us, opened the box, saw a tin of milo, thinking that there was still something else inside the tin, tried opening using bare hands but to no avail, so she used a ruler to open it and found out that it's actually MILO POWDER inside.

happy fifteen darling sissy and wongy~