What about me?

Its always everybody else, but me.

You always seems to be sharing things with EVERYBODY but me, even your troubles, your happiness. Havent you realise, its always people telling me about your affairs, instead of you telling me personally. Even if you tell me, im always the last one to know. I dont like this, im always the one who is telling you about my woes and rants. But what about you?

Please take my feelings into consideration. Tired of repeating your story? Tired from all the activities you did? Who am i to you? I dint raise this up many times, for fear that its my sensitivity at work. But now? You just went to sleep after telling me to ignore my friends, and leave me in daze, expecting me to ask other people whom you told your story to. Do you think its fair to me?

Yes, i dont deny that i always think too much, but ever think of the reasons as to that why i think too much? You chided me if im keeping things from you. Yet now? Arent you doing the same too?

Put yourself in my shoes. Will you be unhappy if i tell you to ignore so and so from now on, and refuse to tell you the reasons for doing so because im tired of repeating the damn story over and over again. So, i asked you to ask so and so what the hell happen instead of me telling you myself. How would you feel? Spare a thought for me ya? Im not a nobody mind you.

Why aint i the first one that appears in your mind when you encounter unhappiness? Why not me?


WHY?


4 reaching 5 months in a number of days time. I'm sad to say you still dont understand me, the attention that i needed from you. Do you think im joking when i said that i want your attention as much?

I've reached my limit.

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS. WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR. WHAT THE FUCK.

Its the first time i directly blogged about our issues, my unhappiness. Yes, you are right. Im unreasonable, and this is fuckingly disturbing the hell outta me. And i seriously mean every words i've said. Perhaps you might think that im getting paranoid and making a fuss out of nothing, and you thought nothing about it, well, you are darnright fucking wrong.