Scene 36 : Threehundredandsixtyfive Days

It took me this long to finally realize that you are crap.
I also wish with all my heart that you go through a very very painful death experience.
Enough said.

And yet I am still writing about you, fascinating huh?
So what does that tell you?

Scene 35 : Possibility Of All Things Opposite

How could a place go dark if there is light?
How could it be silent if there are sounds?
How could thoughts not be spoken when there are words?
How could all of these be true?
How could it not.

Scene 34 : Magnitude Of Forces and Frictions

All this has something in common, it's headed to a specific direction.
And one direction only.

I finally fucking hate you. DEEPLY.

Scene 33 : The Art Of Illustration

I drew this today. Turned out to be not that bad.
After so long of not drawing. I surprised myself.

This is my ultimate favorite. Tried to paint it again. I couldn't.
It was done when I was much much younger, around 11 maybe.

This was something different for me. Experimented with paper mache.
Also done when I was about 11 years old.

I used to draw like crazy. All the time.
Even if its ugly, it made me happy. Somehow.
I love being creative even when I'm not. (:

Scene 32 : Ultimate Point

Broken.
I promise you. My tears won't stop. Everyday will be dark.
I'll cry just as much as I am right now. Truly, I'm sorry.


I care so much and now, I'll disappear.

Scene 31 : Free To Talk?

Do you still love me?
Yes.

Well I love her more. So stop. Let it go, forget me. Everything. Even if I'm not with her anymore, I won't go back to you. I'll move on. I look forward, not backwards. You should too. I will definitely never get back with you. And I want you to know that. I'm not doing this to hurt you, not at all. I just want you to know. I don't want you to wait for me anymore. Please, please. Don't wait for me okay? Just don't. It's not hard to forget me, it's really easy.

And that was the moment a huge part of me died, literally.

Scene 30 : The Next Station

Bought a ticket, heading to the next station.
Starting over. Hoping that I won't revisit this
place. I don't want to. I'm done with all of this.

'And you'll never know how I truly feel about you'