at last i can create a blog without damn stalker reading it for sure he doesn't have any deviantart. i hate listening to his lies... his playing with me ...with us ...you felt that you were a bridge right? and your telling these things to make me hate him...are you satisfied? i'm hating him and changing every part of me because you said that i looked cheap chasing on him...
Why am i suppose to believe you... it sticks to my mind what you have said. What the hell do you want? you want me?

well sorry i will never be yours... i will change for myself. i will love myself. i will be strong.