Monday, June 28, 2010

Killing Me Softly

i was not in a good condition today. i do not know why my throat are f-ing pain-and it is not a f-ing sore throat. i just do not know what, why, how. erhh.
and it is very painful, i could hardly talk, eat or drink & even swallow my saliva. and this pain thing are so strong i could feel it till my ears, it makes my tongue goes numb. it makes my head spin baby right round. haa. and everything does not seems to be right.

i wanted to visit the doc, but financial breakdown.
how?
i am suffering.


the 'last night' thingy i kept thinking about it, and i kept smiling and smiling i did not realise that my father was looking at me. haha. he was like saying why are you smiling and smiling by yourself? haha.
i should've ask him something when he was tipsy on that day.
people say, when you're drunk/tipsy, you'd always speak the truth.

You cannot put a price tag on love, no matter how hard you try. Though some have tried and many will, it’s impossible. By doing so it means one of two things; either you’ve underestimated the true value of love, or you’ve failed to fully define what love really is.

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