Today I had a bad cramp+backache, this menses make me feel so restless and appetite-less. I disappointed Daddy by not turning up for the weekly dinner, forced myself to get out of my house to the aniticipated meetup.
However, its not like I imagined to be. Due to some miscommunications, I ended up not there. If I were to turn up, it won't be as happy as it was supposed to be 'coz that anticipation is already replaced with unhappiness.
Everything just spells a word to me: F.O.R.G.O.T.T.E.N
It doesn't matter to me if this was just normal meetups. But its not. So it means alot... When you weigh some things so importantly and yet you don't get it in return, it just feel damn saddening.
Disappointment wraps it up.
i'm at the end of the rainbow
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