it's 2012 so my blog deserves a little vintage, weird makeover........... and a little story.
12am, 1st Jan '12. we watched fireworks together and he asked the most heart-thumping question ever. WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?
i stood there, in silence, gazing upon the lovely explosive flowers above the night sky for a few seconds. i knew it. i knew that he was going to take a step further. he gave a little push and asked, 'hey? did you hear me!?'. i gave out a very loud sigh, nearly cried and answered, 'please don't spoil the moment. look at that! so beautiful!' trying so hard to move my attention towards the fireworks. i didn't even look at him but i can sense that he was emotionally hurt. and yes, for the first time ever in my life, i rejected a man's 'girlfriend-boyfriend proposal', if that's what the society calls it. fuck society, really.
the thing is, i've had enough heartaches for 2011. i can't seem to have more any sooner. i just need a little, or maybe big, time for myself to chill and be single and never commit to anything except my pink hair. lolz. i love my pink hair more than boys. okay that's crap. i just need time. that's all.
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