i like this skin too much to. :)

when you tell me of yourself,
im glad.
im happy im part of it,
and i really like it.
but its times like these,
i feel somehow,
that sometimes maybe,
im not as important.
its the pangseh feeling.
which i love to hate.
because sometimes i wonder,
when you're somewhere out there,
do you think of me?
because sometimes it hurts,
when im here and you're there,
and im supposed to be there,
but im not.
and i dread that.
watching korean shows at home alone makes it worse.
:'(
see lah park, your country.

ps. posts are now both in here and LJ, cause LJ people are lazy to cross over for a while.


"its one of those days i lie there and pity myself.