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Salut. The name is Ivy. She gets a year older every 18th November. Butterflies aren't really on her List of Nice Things. She loves her BFFs and TENNIS :D. Okay, and she doesn't know what else to say so she will stop here.
Sunday, August 02, 2009

I wish I never knew you, because you are so full of pretense and horrible facades, hypocrisy I feel like screaming at such a high frequency until your eardrums just burst. But we are practically a part of each other's lives until the horrible big MAJORS are over.

Then it'll stop.

I promise I'd stop lying to myself. Treat those who are have true intentions truthfully.
I'd cut off all relationships. I'd do it fast, but not all at once.
I'd slowly released bit by bit.

Besides, priority now is the MAJORS.

I hope you can see how I really feel, and leave me alone.
As for the other party, act your age. Leave me alone. I'm not going to let myself waver because of what shitty things you said; I know I let my emotions get the better of me.

Not this time.
Not this time, you LOS-ers.