
ANDY


The dumbbell! Looks really dumb. =)
*I can't punch the punching bag till my hand recovered. =( It will bleed when i punch it. I think i just deserved for that suffering i had. *
How can I tell her I don't miss her, whenever I'm alone? How can I say it's you I think of, every single night and day . How can i forget about you? Why do i need to care and bother about you since we have broken off. Why? Why the moment i see you i become speechless. Why? When i see you online i feel like talking to you but i know it will just pissed you off. Sigh. The feeling sucks big time! Maybe slping, running round the park 6 rounds, swimming and occupy myself every minute would do the job but i know it can't. FUCK! I can only remind myself tt you are doing fine now and i should not ruined your life. yupp! Guess this life. =) This song is delicated to you. Hope you enjoy it. =)
Labels: dumbbell, memories, Punching bag