You know what. There is something that I don't like to tell others. I am jealous. She has a wonderful boyfriend, and he has beautiful girlfriend. And I? What do I have? Nope. I always hurt people, and I don't deserve to have someone to love me. Every time when people asked me about my boyfriend, and I answered them, "I'm sorry. I don't have boyfriend." They would ask me not to kidding with them. Haha. I don't afraid of loneliness, I don't afraid of doing things alone. But still I need someone to lean on, to hug in the cold weather, to wipe my tears when I cry. I don't know why I wrote something about this. Like Karho said, I don't need to pretend that I am strong all the time. I am such a loser. I hurt the people who love me deeply. I'm so sorry. How ironic and contradictory.
p/s: When the time comes, it comes. Hang in there, J.
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