hi my name is melissa and i have a broken heart now and sore red eyes.
haha. just kidding.
many a times or rather lately, i stop in my tracks when i think about it or when people ask me about it. it is a decision of a lifetime i know.
but right now it scares me to think of the same happening in future.
what if it cracks.
i have not been writing my diary nor blogging so nor telling my friends stuff nor my family.
i depended too much on just one person.
sometimes, actually is all the time, i have to put up a strong front for others to see so they will not be worried. poor them. i thought of writing this as the third person's perspective but i thought ah heck it.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW U GOT PLANS WHEN U DIDNT EVEN TELL ME!?!??!??!
if it so much about me having pms, is it so difficult to ask for implied understanding and tolerance? it's not something i want. who the hell wants pms. i cant help it!
all women cannot help it. i happen to be one of the many billions who cannot help it.
i have always wanted to say this.
people usually say a man doesnt deserve a woman at her best if he cant handle her pms.
i say, dont talk about getting married and getting her pregnant if he cant handle her pms.
because those late night cravings and even-more-serious mood swings will kill a man if he doesnt know what is tolerance and understanding.
im so glad i got an outlet to vent it all out.
this keeps me sane.
i know there will be those who care and those who doesnt'.
those who does, i know u feel for me and i thank you :)
ok im off to enjoy myself because a wedding dinner is sooo much freaking fun!!
bye.
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