masquerader

Christine Teo
1810.1994
Living in Singapore &
Here's my formal invitation;
You and me go masquerading
Lose ourselves in this charade and
Is this love we're imitating?

rsvp


may i?


(for the time being)
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Friday, May 22, 2009
Why do I keep running from the truth?

i really don't know what to say.
it's not the first time such things happened.
it's not the first time i saw everyone try their best.
everyone except me.
i didn't even break a sweat, how am i supposed to believe that that's my best?
i don't know.

seriously.
after the first match, i didn't know what happened to me.
i wasn't demoralized. hell, i wasn't even sad.
i was feeling pathetic for myself.
wondering what the fk happened to believing in myself.
wondering what the fk happened to my beliefs.

head over heart.
ha.
never happened.
never will.

i don't know if you noticed,
but i realised it was just the team, and me.
two separate entities mistook as one.

when ziyi was speaking to the team,
i felt fking extra.
like i wasn't supposed to be there.
like i was there because of some serious mistake.

i seriously don't know.

to ziyi, rason, dawei, adalric & kaiseng:
thanks for being there, training us and all that stuff.
i'm really sorry i didn't perform well at all.
that i didn't give it all that i had.
that even though i knew crying wasn't going to solve anything,
all i wanted to do was to run away and hide.
thanks for being my friend.

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hey you.
i didn't know whether you were talking to me.
whether you were trying to comfort me or the team or whatever.
or trying to see how unglam i looked when i cry.
so in case you were talking to me,
thanks.

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feeling like shit and i just want to rot and die now.
bye.

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