Tell me, how do I not feel sick of all this. I really hate my life and I hate myself. I don't know what to say, I don't know anything. There are so many girls around, why me? Why did god made you and I meet and put us together? Made me go through all this that I did not have to, made me had sleepless nights, made me teared for you and find out things I shouldn't know.
I cannot accept the fact. The fact that has already happened. I am petty. I get jealous easily. I miss things easily and one of the most stupid bitch you would ever find. That is the Carolyn you know. Looking like she don't give a shit to everything that's happening.
But I guess things ain't the same. The people I know look all the same but deep inside their hearts I know, they're not.

To you,
I might have made it for some things, but I did not make it to what you wanted. I apologise for not making it to your expectations, ended up giving you such replies. I would have done it if I could, but it's srsly not my thing. I don't mean to be so pessimistic. I am not born like that but the past has made me felt this way. You should know better because you saw me growing up for years. Thanks for all the care. I still care and I do care and appreciate. I'm still waiting for you to return.

Goodnight.