走在熙来攘往的街头　你不再牵着我的手
小心翼翼的将你的小指勾　泪也小心翼翼的流

有些事情你在瞒着我　你终于还是开了口
淡淡一句　还是朋友　泪也如刀割

知道分手后你不难过　你比从前快乐
那祝福的话叫我如何能够说的出口
那过往欢乐是否褪色　想问你怎么舍得
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不要在耳边再说你会想我

有些事情你在瞒着我　你终于还是开了口
小心翼翼的将你的小指勾　我的手你不再牵着我

你不难过　你比从前快乐
那祝福的话叫我如何能够说的出口
过往的欢乐是否褪色　想问你怎么舍得
不要在耳边再说你会想我

fts. this angstiness. fucking uncontrollable. never hate yourself, you rather hate everyone and everything around instead.

Hosting exchange players and yefta just lost his on the first day HAHA SHIT

Game 4 lets go! This goal drought HAS to end

There are reasons why I hate sleeping till I'm fully drowsy. Because at night is when the demons in my own head come whispering. At night is when the stuffed tiger tells me when my life is fucked. At night is when everything comes rushing back.

Hate social media but have no choice but to be on it fuck

Train. Not for the fear of falling behind but for the love of improving

Fucking elbow and fucking ulcer... Argh

A lot to take in a lot to absorb and a lot to swallow

I realize that for the longest time now, as much as I hate to admit it, as much as I would like to think im different from many of the friends I know, I've actually been a slave of the social media too. No, its not that I am acutely addicted to it (although at times, I do think I might be haha), its that I guess i get affected by it too much.. way too much than I, or anyone with any sense of prudent thoughts should be. Out of 800 plus people on Instagram and 1000 plus on Facebook (do i even know 1000 plus people?), how many do I really seek the approval of? How many of their opinions do I really give a fuck about? But yet, when making decisions about what to publish on these mediums, I do take into account who sees it and the subsequent consequences of their viewing or their knowledge of my social media content. I believe that this is an issue that not only I face, but about most people with social media that I know face. Do we really seek their approval or care for what they think? As the saying goes (not sure if this is too modern to be considered a "saying"), "Those that care don't matter and those who matter, don't care", I think this applies greatly to this social media conundrum that people of our generation face.

just random piece of thought and to teach and remind myself to care less about the social media and treat it as the play thing that it is (ok unless you are some big shit influencer then its your livelihood).

euphobia

would love to but im afraid

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck this

Sleepless at 3, game at 11 fuck it lets go

every damn person in singapore is working hard, i cannot and MUST not forget why im here. no matter what, i cannot

For those that you love too much, the only way to stop loving is to start hating 

不是浪而是泪海

what is it like? waiting for someone better to appear for you to be forgotten

being here made me realize, i will never want to be on the bench again, in polo, in life, in anything. ill do anything, ANYTHING to never be there again

elbow hurts, delts hurts, thighs kinda hurt. wasnt sure if i should play the league game tomorrow but not a day here goes by without me reminding myself why im here.

Just need to learn and know my place

This position.. To be wanted when needed and gone when not. I guess it's not that new to me either 

Mfucking cunt. Now I'm too damn angry to sleep argh

Whenever I see that mug I just wanna punch someone. Motherfucker

gradually realize im losing even my humor. it used to be effortless last time to make laughter, now its a chore argh.

being tired is better than thinking

maybe they are all supposed to go like this. secretly, and quietly. that said, first league game tomorrow in serbia, cannot be more excited.

Sleepless at 4. Training at 10. Fuck. My only job here and I'm doing this . Stay out of sight, stay out of mind, make everyone happier this way

A little more cold, a little more exhaustion, a little more pain, a little more danger, a little more the edge to make me feel alive 

And tomorrow actually, just get me the fuck out of here anyway

I don't want to train today, you think they'll take heartache as a reason?

Probably my saddest text ever.. And to me, most beautiful