Just like what I've posted awhile ago, I'll type down what happened last night. It was supposedly a very enlighting and enjoying day yesterday. But for me it wasn't. I didn't even feel the Christmas Spirit. Going back, I tried to wait and stay up until the clock struck 12 but I didn't. I fell asleep at about 10 and was awaken by the continuous sound of message alert from my phone.
I can say that this Christmas was the worst ever. Though I received gifts from my relatives compared to the past two christmases, where I didn't receive any.
I texted him and even called him last night. He was already sleeping when I greeted him. Oh yeah, I cried. I don't even know the reason. Or maybe I do know. But, it's better if it's kept secret. I know I shouldn't think of him.. It'll bring me no good.
I've been hurt badly. I know I'm stupid to tell you this guys because on my previous posts I've been talking about him and how blissful I am. But now I know the truth. He tricked me. He just played me. How can I be this numb and dull to not notice he's just playing with my emotions. But on the other hand, I just want to congratulate him *sarcastic* for making me believe and fall so deeply. You're so good! Really. You'll meet your karma. You will. I ain't cursing. I just know that you will.. And Thanks for what you did, 'cause I felt loved even for the shortest time and totally learned my lesson. I should give up on you and I know it'll be hard to..
*My message to: TIM Tim, Thanks for telling me and waking me up and see the truth. I know you're pissed and fed up. You've been telling me this for lots of times but I'm not listening and pretending not to hear. But still, thanks for understanding. You really are my bestfriend. JAMIE Jamie, I just talked and texted you awhile ago, Thanks for cheering me up and for the back-up. Thanks for being there all this time.. I love you! We're starting to hate boys, right?
CIELLO Ciello, you know you're one of the "first-people-to-call" whenever I need some encouragment and Thanks for giving me some. WE QUIT, right? Hehe! I love you!
SOPHIA Hopefully, you'll read this. Thanks for everything! I mean, EVERYTHING. You've been there to help me all through out. Though you always let me think twice *Haha!* and finally I have the right decision.
>Thank you!
♥ Vindicated @ 25.12.04
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Abbie. Abbiebells. Bella. Isabelle. Seventeen. Broke. Still functioning. An aspiring photographer. Guitarist of her band, Taken. Wants to study abroad. Will become a dentist. A Komu member since first year. God-fearing. Not a snob. A music enthusiast. An Incubus, TBS and Mae fan. Does sing. Does dance. Currently learning to play the violin.
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