Memories (Part2)

It's the 36th day ever since we broke up. I hate to admit this but it has been very torturing for me. Everyday I try to be happy and try to care less but it's all in vain. He talks to girls loudly whenever I'm in his vicinity. Through this, I can tell he is in his utter pain. He's getting paler and sallow day by day. He's emaciated. He doesn't look as healthy as he used to be. Pimples are starting to sprout around his face. He's been listening to blues these days, watching sorrow movies and cried by himself. Hahaah. Looks like I'm not the one who's suffering this shit.

"How are you doing these days?"
"I'm not doing good."
"Let's be friends."
"We can never be friends because you and I have once assured this fact."

My temper is getting nastier and nastier than I thought. I easily get into fury. I get pissed off really easily. Few days ago, I went berserk at my sister. So this was what happened. I was told to guide my sister in frying eggs. It's been the third time I was required to teach my sister. Here's the annoying part, she was pointing at that bottle of oil asking me is this the cooking oil. I literally went furious. "Whatthehell. Why are you so stupid?! Mummy always says I'm stupid yet YOU'RE THE STUPID ONE." I couldn't believe that my sister told my mum. Surprisingly, my mum didn't pour any hot water on me. In school, I have been putting on my gloomy face. I know I need to hide myself but I just can't refrain myself. I hate myself.

I still love him but I need to stop caring about him though I know the fact that he still cares about me.

My blog has been locked thus I can pour out everything I harbor in my mind. That's all for now. Au Revoir :)