It's another closer to 8th. I miss you, and I miss us. 8 used to be my favorite number, until you left me all alone.. I didn't know that 3 and 8 can leave such a huge impact in my life. It's like so ridiculous. I never knew you could leave such a huge impact too. ): I really wanna ask you, why did you leave me. ): Is it because I'm not good enough? Not smart enough? Not pretty enough? Not cute enough? Not gentle enough? Hais, never mind. I was never good enough for anybody. Do you know how much it hurts when every month's 3rd and 8th is here? I always cry and wish for you to be back by my side. I don't know why. I knew I could live without you, but....I don't want to, I guess.? I don't know why am I so fucking stupid. I knew you wouldn't come back and yet I'm staying put at the same place, hoping you'll be back someday. Hoping that you'll change your mind. I'm fucking retarded. Hais.. I'm tired already. I really really feel like giving up already. I'm losing every will to fight for you to come back.. I just suddenly...couldn't find anymore reasons to hold on. I'm tired of living my life in this way. I'm tired of waiting, waiting for you to be back. If I really have to continue living life like this, thn I guess I'm better off dead. If I am really given a chance, I'll be a better one. I swear.

-Nobody have the ability to wait on and on,

cause even superman gets tired.