i feel so fugly.

i feel so fugly. fugly, fugly, fugly, fugly! yes, i am. fida fugly, fugly fida, fugly fida fugly, fugly fugly fida, in any position i'm going to put the word fugly, i'm still fugly. F.U.G.L.Y, fugly, YES. today has been a total waste of make-up, because i've come to realise that i'm a stuupid arse. bluntly, i'm someone who USED to contemplate a lot, but now, after looking into relationships, or personal theory, i jollywell sure, i have to expect the less. how less can i expect?? even the simplest thing someone can do? i need a reality check.

a guy will never ever be lazy for the girl he loves. am i right? i'm really trying not to allow myself for heartbreaks. thats why i choose to stay smooth & detach. i'm completely stoned & antsy regarding the fact that fetch, seems to be the hardest word to do, physically & mentally. lets make it this way. WHAT?! FETCH?! no way, i'm apathetic! OH, & what? you are telling me you are awake all night, studying like crazy?? or are you going to tell me, ohh dear, i got a weighty butt!

you just didnt do what i did. i'm petty, i'm juvenile, i'm just another stupid arse next door, what else can you think of? i'm clouded by the low selfish ways? i cant deny. hey, just wake me up when september ends. 1 simple task, put yourself in my position, & you'll feel the uptight sensation. its like something just go through your heart. i want to stop this thing play back in my bloody head. i want to cry so bad, & i hope it work this way. i can see how little your love for me. i'm gravely sorry. i dont feel like talking to anyone. even my parents & sisters are stifling me.

on a heavier note, i'm frigging jaded. leave me alone, as for now.....

it may look simple, but it never get any simpler. you'll never know.
you dont have to try, because your try doesnt seem to work
its not effective, either. i need the positive side effects so badly
i just wont get it, simply cos you cant do it.
reluctant

with love,
horrigible fidah.
i'm suffering from selenger-ism.