Tuesday, June 07, 2005
I am fat, sorrie that I have to be fat, I cant be ur ideal ger. Sorrie for not being perfect...but doesn't loving you with my all my heart make up for this imperfection. Or is is giving you the whole of my heart not enough for you that you start thinking of other gers, ur dream ger, the pretty slim and long-haired angel..I guess my feelings doesn't matter anymore since ur beauty sleep is more important than my hurt and heartache...you dun even bother about how I feel anymore...leaving mi to cry myself to sleep. I guess I had ceased being the used-to-be hourglass figure...I am sorrie, I will try to slim down, to become ur perfect ger...will try my best...realli...from this moment on...
6:44 PM