Extracted my wisdom tooth and that left me with a swollen left cheek.
Guess not only my cheek was swollen, i believe my eyes are much more swollen than that.
Besides my dad, I think I've not cried so much over someone like this.
Streams of tears uncontrollably fell as we talked thru it.
I thot we were so serious abt it back then
or am I the only one thinking that way?
I agree that the process of it is impt
but I do care abt e ending as well.
Even if I choose to ignore all other stuffs that are hindering us,
I wouldn't be able to accept this particular one.
I won't say that there's any right or wrong in a r.s.
i won't play the blame game as well.
I can't force my thoughts into any person's mind.
I have my own principles in life too.
To one person, he was my world, my everything.
But my world has chosen to swallow and spit me out.
I dun believe in platonic friendship.
This shall be e last entry on this.
P/S Thanks for all pple who show concern for me. =)
*Big hugs*
6:45 PM.
