Hey, it's August already.

Been too quiet for awhile.

I don't have any pride left in front of you, might as well show my pathetic side until the end.
I also have no clue in what is supposed to be happening in this post but figured I might just give it a shot. Because what's there to lose anymore, right. When I already lose each one of you.

You might want to likened this post to a drunk call full of drunken rambles by a drunkard loser.

I just want to say,
this is not a matter of choosing who stays and who leaves.
It is a matter of me feeling wanted, cherished and loved.

All I ever ask is of you to return my calls back,
like how you would do when you received a missed call from your boyfriend.
 All I ever want is of you to be happy.

You knw
//do you?