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Facebook National Day medley
Friday, August 10, 2012

At this very moment I am not okay. Not okay at all. U posted a National day medley. U sang songs that u liked together. U even tagged the "Quadruplets" and many many ppl who gave u encouragements, saying this song is dedicated to them. But what about me? I typed such a long encouragement. Well, maybe that wasnt an encouragement to you. I knew you would not care about what I send. Maybe you dont even read it and just reply. What hurts me most is that girl also like you. But why are u still so nice to her? I like you too. U treat me like trash. U know i seriously feel i should just disappear whenever i am close to you? Even when I see you? U dont know how I feel. Why must you treat me like this? You can ruin my good mood I had for the whole day. Why are you so capable? You can hurt me so much. Now I know. What I say doesnt matter to you. I spend such a long time typing everything out and u dont consider it a encouragement? When others just say "Good luck" and u tag them, saying the song is dedicated to them? Fine. I am really hurt. Are you happy now? Or maybe you want me to die...

Really really hurt because of you...

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