AsiahKhairuddin

I wasn’t so bad, but I’ve been better.

Still not good enough for you anyway.

And it’s okay.  I’ll be alright.

If only one day you’ll turn around and realised

“She was the one who used to love me…”

And that day when you Love me just a little too late…

We forgive, and forget…

But still

It used to be there

It’s not the same as “it never happened”

Oh well, would you still believe it if I said

“I never loved you. Never did.”

As._

I want to be nobody. So that you have nobody. You only talk about nobody. You only hate nobody. You love to make fun of nobody. Nobody is so ugly, or fat, or a bitch in your eyes. Nobody makes fun of you. You are perfect, and nobody isn’t. The fact that you can talk bad about others because nobody else has feelings. Only you are right, and people look up to you as if you’re an angel sent from above. Unlike everyone else. We can’t love anyone. We can’t please you. We are always wrong. Everything we do is WRONG. Even the right ones are considered wrong. You play this game in your dirty world. Because actually you know you are alone. Yes, YOU are alone. Forever alone. Nobody loves you. You are scared because one day that true colour will eventually show. No, you’re not a rainbow, you’re as dark as the darkest black. You have too many faces, nobody knows which one is the real one. Bring me down, bring us down. We are weak. We are stupid. We are everything wrong. In the end, nobody likes you. Nobody wants you. Nobody. I said nobody. 

Ps/ I knew it all along :’)

tokyo-tea:

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus  alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.

(Source: buddhacoffee)