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Thursday, December 06, 2012' 12:52 AM

Sigh.

How fucking unreasonable!

You have a bad day at work and come home venting your fucking temper?
So who's giving in to me if I have a fucking bad day at home?
This isn't fair.

I don't think what I've done was wrong, seriously.
I was kind enough to help.
If it wasn't intentional, I wouldn't have liaise here and there, day and night just to get a confirmed answer, just for you.
Instead of appreciating it or a thank you, what did I received at the end of the day?

Bullshit.

It never pays to be kind.
Even your own flesh and blood might turn their back on you.
I'll never be kind anymore. I should be safe myself and take precaution from any shit that will happen.

I believe and I did treat you as a kin.
Even thou the efforts were small.
It's not always the favors that counts, but the efforts.
However, it was taken for granted time and time again.

Now I would be on safe guard, for myself. I've seen the true colors.
I've come to realize not everyone will appreciate your kindness towards them.

I might be harsh at times thou, but I did air my stand. All I gotten was hurtful remarks and thinking what I did was all in vain.

It's not the anger within me now, but, it's how much disappointment I have towards you.

I haven't been working proper since 2011, except for freelance jobs that I've taken up. That doesn't mean I rely on my previous boyfriends to "support" me.
I believe there are people who think that way. So, please so not judge nor assume.

I, Gilselle Wong, has never taken a cent from any of my boyfriend nor have they supported me.
Yes, they do buy me gifts on occasions. However, that is on their free will. I had never and will never ask for something I want.

So, get this fucking point straight all you idiots!

I work for the things I want.

Unless, coincidentally, someone bought a gift I've wanted. Already say it's a gift I didn't ASKED for.

I may seem like materialistic person. But no, and I don't believe in one. I never did.

Firstly, money won't buy you happiness. It will never.
Happiness is found and will be found in your own in life, in relationship, in friendships and kinship.

So here I am...
Today the 6th of December.

I promise myself to work hard when the new job commence. I will strive higher then before, for myself to lead a better future. For my partner and myself to lead a better life, and for our children in the years to come.

It's the needs VS wants
Be realistic, not materialistic ;D

Good night,
And tomorrow shall be a better and brighter day

I always believe in,
Sunshine after rain!

Xoxo'

elleslig,


REMINISCENCES

Yours truly

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Gilselle.W
12.12.12 ♥

We spend most of our lives conjugating three verbs:
to want,
to have,
and to do.

TO INFINITY & BEYOND



YESTERYEAR