a love beyond words…

*PHEW* I finally managed to log in after several tries. Age must be really catching up on me these days. I couldn’t even remember my password -.- Or maybe, this blog is no longer significant to me.

Don’t know what draws me to type this now, guess I just needed a space to unwind my thoughts, calm myself down, to make sure I don’t act on impulse. I must say I am feeing much better now, though I was crying like a bitch for don’t know how long.

You made me realize that promises are meant to be broken. Before you start defending yourself saying that I’m comparing two different issues, but think about it, doesn’t both requires one to honour one’s word? I really sick of having to argue this with you over and over again. And it has come to a point that I’m speechless, utterly disappointed with you and I have no intention to continue to follow that promise we made to each other.

How many times does it take for you to learn? I’m afraid that patience has worn off and you took it for granted. I sometimes wonder are you anxious or ‘afraid’ that I’ll be mad if you exceed the time you said you’ll be home? Do you know that I do. Ever since the first time, I make sure I kept to my promise to you that I will deliver what I said. What about you?

Is it so hard to even tell me a time that you’ll be home? How soon is SOON? 10 minutes? 20 minutes? I even google it check the meaning of the word ‘soon’ Apparently it doesn’t give a specific timing as to how soon is soon but so, that doesn’t give you the right to not inform.

I wasn’t angry until I received your bloody curt message asking me to sleep tight! Hello!!! don’t you have anything to say after what I sent you? Are you that stupid? Must I type it out to you that I AM MAD AT YOU than you know? Or you trying to play your stupid games again telling me you didn’t think it’s your fault and it’s too a puny issue that you think I’m overreacting and being too ridiculous!!!

I AM SO FUCKING MAD AT YOU NOW!!!!!!!! until my gastric hurts like fuck.