you will be happy again
you can eat your fave food without feeling guilty
your scars will fade
you can go out with your friends without worrying about food
your body will be strong again
no more hairloss
you won't have to wear 1000 layers of clothes anymore just to feel warm
your cute little tummy can be used as a soft pillow by a lover or friend
you will feel alive again

I let my friends cry
help them cry

depress them
everything but make them happy

i am a bad friend.

sigh.



I wish i changed some things
so i was better

It breaks my Heart
To see you chose
The door over me...
It breaks my heart
to see you happier
after you dishes me

It breaks my heart
When I see you often in my dream
More like my nightmare...

It hurts more
cos I ask you to stay
But you choose to leave.
Guess you think you won
but No
I won ...
And you know why?

Not long when you realized
You made a mistake,
crawling back
Like my pet cat..
Who wants more milk

With loots wrapped with you tears

And now that I told you
To get lost...
You keep showing up at my door step.

understanding the human mind just teaches us how to manipulate it better.

you promised.

It makes me feel
Lightheaded and fluffy
And makes my cheeks
Turn bright red
To think of my hand
In yours.

It's such a unique gesture,
Holding hands.
So intimate
Yet innocent.

Our hands will fit perfectly
Our fingers interlocked
Like the right pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

My heart will beat faster
Your cheeks will turn redder
And we will feel so much closer
To each other.

Your grasp will be so tight
It'll be impossible to let go.
Just like having the world
On my fingertips,
Literally.

The branches full of white like
snow flakes in status, frozen
on the braches flowing in
the breeze.

Then like angel feathers they
glide upon the wind like a snow
flake each different each gentle
blossom travels on the breeze .

Like a blizzard they caress my
face, softly touching cold, but
more gentle than a snow flake.
The beauty of a blossom on the
trees.

Then as though picked they flow
like a blizzard of beauty white and
pinks float around gentle petals
travelling upon the gentle winds.

Silence
.      my best friend
                   never speaks to me at all