I *Hate* This Part.

Another EMOde post. Yeah, this is tiring already. =((

I already forgot how this 'emo phase' works. I'm really really lost for words. [Or I'm just afraid to write what I really feel because I might regret it. Now's not the best time for it.] I just want to 'doddle' on this blog because I can lose my sanity here at the office, with no one to talk to.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

If the past months have been nothing but happiness, I guess now.. it's payback time. And if this is what needs to be done in order to bring that happiness back.. I'd gladly embrace the pain.

"The world slows down, but my heart beats fast right now. I know this is the part where the end starts. I can't take it any longer, thought that we were stronger, all we do is linger. Slipping through my fingers. I don't want to try now. All that's left's goodbye to find a way that I can tell you." =((