Sometimes

Trying so hard to just keep quiet and not telling you off, can't you see my face turning blacker any second? Is it really that hard to judge my face and know when is the time to stop asking stupid questions. It's like the same every single turn. 

I do know how to do maths, even though I still failed terribly. But simple steps as in counting 1,2 and 3, I still know. Is there even a need to question my ability? 

I don't think I am hard to please. Trying so hard to make sure that I don't flare up, but I still did in the end unfortunately. I think we need to break off for a little while. I.want.to.find.myself.back. It hurts when we are just one room away from each other and we are not talking. 

You always said that I think of myself, well, who doesn't? Thinking of myself, loving myself, taking care of myself first before I even move on to doing it to others. If I don't even love myself now, who am I to love others. Make sense right? 

tired of always constantly arguing with you and make my entire day turn grey. And yet my pride and dignity don't allow me to apologize to you either. So kiss good bye to your hope of me ever saying sorry. I don't ever apologize for saying out how I feel because this is me, and no one can ever change that of me. 

The only thing that I would ever apologize for is 1) being vulgar 2) losing my temper 3) contradicting myself. That's all. my silent apology. which you won't ever read it.