"..This Is The End.."

Remember when i told you, i tried to stop my silly-bound with R. i broke it on Sunday. when i picked him up. And we went to cinema and watched The Raid. but before that, he accompanied me to had breakfast. well, that was a good day before i asked about his new crush. that really hurted me. Then, when i was arrived at home. he phoned me and asked me why did i act like that? like i was upset to him. "I said, that is because me. i mean, if i am not falling in love with you, i wont be that hurted." He said sorry but he couldnt do anything. i know. the one who supposed to do something is me. i have to leave.

because, maybe, i am too tired to hold on. i am too tired to cry.
Then, i said to him like this : "Okay, this is the last time we chat. This is the last time i phone you. there will be no text from me after this, because when i do, i already forgot you as love. when we meet someday i will recognize you as a stranger. When we met we say hello, and i know this is goodbye... Bye, R. Bye Love."

And i really hope you know what i mean with "Goodbye". Because there will be no Hello.


i love(d) you.

I Let This Jerk Go

I ever had a crush, and i thank to God i didnt take him as boyfriend, because after i said to him that i couldnt be with him with many rational reasons, he go and chase after another girl. What a greaaaatttt thing i have got here! He gave me flowers, err... actually roses, and  i thought that couldnt be enough, because those might die in several days. And he said to me that he will waited for me. Do you really want to know how i response him, "BULLSH*T!!" It is impossible, i said that to myself. I dont really trusted him at that time, because you know, i got weird feeling about him, and one more thing, he knew he doesnt deserve me, anyway.

I ever liked him for several weeks, then, i knew he couldnt fit to me. He was nice but not as good as my ex. He was sweet but that was too much. Remember what Mika sings, "Sweets gonna rout your soul." and that aint good.

You want to know the funniest thing, pal? I stop liking him when he starts tells me not-so-beautiful words, and i feel, YUCK. Thanks Jerk, i passed on you with no scars. Goodluck chasing that un-lucky girl.