Nothing, played soccer yesterday and today. The sweet girl in my IISO class really makes me feel aggrieved. the more i look, the more sweet. Yet, her boyfriend..eeeuw. Lol.
NOTHING. why dun I say I just feel like crying. Or breaking down. How fast it changes, things. And it hurts even more MORE more when we both sell ice-cream. And the same girl,the same time of the year, the same sweet smses. Only at different time zones, and mine's long gone. A year back. You could say i longed for those days since. I remembered going to work always, slogging my ass out,trying as hard as i can to clear my tub of ice-cream in the first two hours. Then at ard nine (maybe sumtimes abit earlier or later), her msg will come and i will start msging till duno when, stopping all my work already. I did go to her house to sell ice-cream too.
I guess all this, somehow quite similar in one way or other, is all happening to you now. Yeah. Well, you've got all the glamour, honour and limelight now. dont you? And me, its just being casted out of the scene and sitting behind in the shadows. You could say any word associated wid HURT to describe me and what else, playing soccer daily. You think there's really such passion ?
Its a damn fucking replay to me before my eyes. The only difference is that when Im in the limelight, you're still living life happily,as happy as it could be. But when you're in the limelight and me casted out, I just dont know how to get on with life. I just cant get on with life. Thats the holy difference. You MOTHERFUCKER.
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