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The Art of Loneliness

Achtung : this might be the most EMO blog entry of the year.


I never been this lonely before. Ever since I lost nabil, its like im dead inside. I know I have no feelings for him anymore or i guess, if i have, its not really useful. But I cant deny that there are times I got to think about him. Yes I miss him. However this time its different cuz, whenever I thought of him, I didnt cry.

Not like the last time. Tears were so cheap.

Since I lost nabil, I did everything to keep me head full. Went on a break with my family, bought expensive doll, went out with other guy, gave some guys some chance to know me better, planned a girls trip to Bali, planned a 3 year future plan for myself... the more i avoid him, the more lonely I am and I am not happy.

And I seems to be dead inside. I had a counseling with my gf Zai. I was okay for a moment. But the more I want to feel better, the more misery I am.

I really miss him. and I lose. I just dialled his number.


the number is dead..


:(



and now u know why i dun feel like goin to Jamiroquai's.. it reminds me of nabil..



Hushgirl currently listening to : I'm With You | Avril Lavigne | Let Go

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