Tears for Fears

Was on my way home on the MRT today and I plugged in to the local radio station. This girl happened to call in and was talking about a love that was never unanimous, and I swear I could have cried there and then. I don’t know. It brought back so much… heartache. The DJ on duty advised anybody who’s feeling that way to just cry their hearts out, but I don’t wish to cry for people who have hurt me. I don’t want to cry as though that person was Jesse MaCartney and that I lost him to another girl. I don’t want to waste a single tear on people who have belittled me, people who have made me feel inferior. I wouldn’t cry for nuts. Okay I’m crying.