@Veins Of Scarlet

I'm fat and ugly. I'm made of flaws. I yearn to be happy.

My name is Melissa Wong; the broken one .

My life is covered with unhealed bruises & scars . God is my first priority & only God can judge me , so who the hell are you ? Im fat & ugly . Im made of flaws . I yearn to be happy . Im always tired , but it is the kind of tired that even sleeping cant fix . Im going through constant excruciating pain . Pain so bad I'd take take death with a smile just to get away from it . & you'll never know what its like to beg God everyday to just take all the agony away with crippled anger & tears that still drip sore . I love songs which can relate to my feelings . I desire no wealth or health , i just want to be happy . I dont like liars , betrayers nor kpos , I DETEST COPYCATS . I can cry for 4hours straight or laugh for the rest of my life , you decide . It takes years to build up trust with me but seconds to destroy it . Im very soft hearted , but dont take me for granted . Im not helpless . Maybe discouraged & faltering , but not helpless . I love to pray , as GOD listens to me . People said i changed so much . Well , here is the truth . I grew up . I stopped letting ppl push me around all the time , I learnt that i cant always be happy . I , accepted reality .

For all sad words of tongue & pen , the saddest are this " It might have been " .

Friday, March 11, 2011

OMG ppl ! Holiday is here ! Lets scream together on the count of three ! *count to three* AHHHHHH ! Okayokay , actually im not so keen about march holidays , LOL . Hate to stay at home , becos when i got nothing to do , i will have an urge to eat , which will cause me to eat regularly , which will make me FAT . Hence i must over-indulge myself with alot of laxative ! (Y) . Anyway ~ today didn't go to school . Got eye infection & fever , but now better alr . So smart hor ^^ . Holiday means more tuition , best , zzzs . On the bright side , i can sleep more ! I like (:

Depression is such a cruel punishment . There are no fevers , no rashes , no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern . Just the slow erosion of the self , as insidious as any cancer . & like cancer , it is essentially a solitary experience . A room in hell with only your name on the door . FML .