i dont have much to say. and it's already been so many times, i'm tired, of thinking of ways to apologize, making it up to you, saying sorry, reflecting on everything, making fault out of no fault at all sometimes, and sometimes trampling over something that has been sucked out of me from the day you slapped me at rail mall. i lost my pride, and didnt care much for it.
i've written down this a million times, i used to always call for break up, and then run back asking you to take me back. which is obviously nonsensical and unneccessary.
now, you're doing the same, just that, it's clearly not out of immaturity. you're tired of this relationship, we're out of convo topics more or less, we dont share common interest, so much of compromise, i picked up your interests while you take the chance to try out mine.
still, i'm not passionate about music as much as you do, neither do i have the talent to play you nice tunes and get you interested and impressed.
as i've said on the phone with you replied with a curt 屁啊 there're many qualities in you which i am attracted to, but for you, that's definitely not the case, i'm very much just a vase, the traits on me which can amaze you are pretty much exhausted.
i dont wish to repeat myself over and over again about how i feel and all that's going through me. it's happening all too often. it's going to be tough, but i'm going to learn to respect your choices. and respect myself.