Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Only you, Secret, have the ability.


Secret,

Just so you don't know, I am not yours. So, there's no need for the hourly calls, the whole day of texting just to make sure I am fine. If you forgot, I am 19. Plus, not even my boyfriend or my parents check on me every single hour. I know that you care but it annoys me when I had to silent my phone and off the vibration mode just to avoid your calls. It is really, getting on my nerves already. I hate the fact that you never stop preaching about my dressing, my lifestyle, my type of friends and the tiny harmless things that I do. I don't know how to put it to you, but in simple layman terms, "Fuck off."

Because it has come to a point where, I'd say "Fuck" when I see your name on my handphone screen.

xoxo, Nadz.