Hello, Beautiful.

sometimes, things need to fall apart to make way for better things.

si pensa che qualcuno si preoccupa, ma non lo faranno. Hanno sempre non lo fanno.

bye.

for it is over,

even before it begun.

Vanquished.

You made me cry.

So, I’d rather be thought as the most evil bitch on earth, than to cry like that again. Do/think whatever you want. I tried to make it up and apologized. But forget it. I still stand by what I say. I didn’t do anything wrong.

Anyway, I’d still want you to have a good life. Goodbye.

Unwell.

The saying “Tell a lie often, it may become true” is losing its magic;
no matter how much I say I’m fine,
I can feel that it’s not true.

And everytime I say it,
the truth just sinks even deeper,
making it harder to breathe.

so fine. If you want me to admit it,
I’m not fine.
There. Does that make you happy, conscience?

Resolutions.

I know, I know; it’s pretty late, but better late than never, no?

Anyway, My Resolutions which I hope I can achieve (a girl can dream, cant she?):

- to be more religious and meditate more; at least once a week
- get more inks
- save up money
- to be more filial and call mom at least once a week
- to be more forgiving towards my brothers, and let things go
- to text my sister at least twice a week and ask her about her week
- to refrain from idle talk
- to refrain from using harsh words
- to eat more fruits and vegetables
- to drink less