PS: I Love You.

even though you are sometimes insensitive and hurt me, i still love you with everything.

sweetest 1st month ever, i swear!
ily, baby. (:

i love listening to baby talking about his dreams, his plans and our future.
blessedness, you bet. (:

I was walking down the street one day
Then I saw you, I didn't know what to say
Your eyes were shining
Your smile was so kind
When I saw you I wanted you to be mine

Maybe I don't have the blonde hair you like
Or maybe I don't have eyes like the sky
And I'm not sure if I'm the girl in your dreams
But I can show you what love means

One day you came and talked to me
And you said, "We are meant to be"
I was happy, everything was so nice
But then I found out that everything was a lie

Maybe I don't have the blonde hair you like
Or maybe I don't have eyes like the sky
And I'm not sure if I'm the girl in your dreams
But I can show you what love means

How could you do this to me
You said we are meant to be
You showed me how to cry
When you told me everything was a lie

Maybe I don't have the blonde hair you like
Or maybe I don't have eyes like the sky
And I'm not sure if I'm the girl in your dreams
But I can show you what love means

I hate it when people accuse me like I'm prejudiced or snobbish when I'm actually upset over something.
I hate it when people take my existence for granted.
I hate it when I'm down and still have to explain why I haven't been answering/replying calls/msgs over and over again.
I hate it as people asked me about my personal stuffs to even the smallest details when I need some space and heartsease. (love ones are exceptions)
I HATE IT when I have to fucking compromise to everybody.

NOW, you know what to do when I'm untune. If not, don't blame me for anything.

What? I should be more gentle and demure like a girl?
Fuck you. NNBCCB.

*damnation*