I've been meaning to avoid this, but... Perhaps I should say it once and for all.

okay. * takes a deep breath*

When I think about it, I don't start to tear. I don't laugh. I feel sick in my stomach as i reminisce all the memories with you. Thinking, is that me? Is that really me? Behaving this way with you?

I won't say there weren't an good memories. There were just more "enjoyable" ones.

I remember thinking to myself at that point of time. Is this really love? I'm better than this. But still such a fool. I didn't like feeling this way anymore so I ended it. It was quite hard at first. You wanted me, but you didn't want to compromise the intimacy either.

You didn't get over me. I forgot about you for a while, but I couldn't treat you like a friend either.

Because my stomach churns at the thought of you. You remind me of the part of me that I wish to remain hidden.

I admit it was hard. We even planned our future together. You made me feel guilty all the time.

Then you went with someone else, but you broke her heart coz you weren't over me.

Is it my fault? That makes me sound like some sort of vixen. But it's not my fault. It's not it's not it's not! It's yours! You can moan all you want, but my memory can't be erased.

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I hate it when people stare at me when I walk down the street.

Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I feel like they do.

I feel like they scrutinize me, all the time.

Anyway I just don't like it.

Sometimes I just feel like screaming STOP STARING AT ME YO.

I mean, what's your prob?

I'm not a supermodel.

I'm not a child artiste.

I'm not anybody.