"If you have nothing good to say, shut up" is what I always believe in. Nobody wants to hear the bad stuff and nobody bothers about the negative things in your mind. This, I taught myself. Nobody is responsible for your happiness except yourself. Sometimes we might seek recognition and consolation from people around us, hoping they will dispel the negativity in us. If you are looking for Rose to do that, I'm sorry but Rose is unable to do that. Rose has been through a lot in life. At the lowest point of her life, nobody was there to pick her up, she struggled through them herself. If she can do it, anyone can, too.

A man should be like a man. Someone with lots of emotional baggage scares people. Some girls might like emotional guys. That's when they felt these emotional guys understands them. Rose, on the other hand, has learnt to depend on herself. Because when she "emo", nobody will be there to understand. She has to overcome it herself. Overcome it yourself. Don't give me all that shit. If time and again, the outcome is the same with different people, you know the consequence is caused by yourself. You can wallow in self-pity asking why you are so lousy or you can try to change what you always do. Listen. Respect. You would not like people to ignore what you say, neither would others like to talk to people who do not listen. Rose has already tried her best to get her message across, yet, time and again, I was forced to do things I do not like to do. If you do not respect me, don't expect me to respect you too.

Rose is a single, unattached girl, but her heart is no longer available to anyone. If anyone could feel her heart, it is cold and scare. What keeps it beating is a hope, a hope that everything will be fine in the end. Suicide was an option, but Rose knew she has to overcome that because there are many people around who love her. If you are looking for more than friendship, Rose is not game for it. Rose is a game not many people can handle.

That very day when Rose received a very long facebook message, Rose cried on her bed feeling helpless. Rose might be strong, but there is also a soft side of her. Nobody is cold-blooded. This reply may sound harsh, but as we all know, I place a very high value on all my friendships. To type such a entry is like piercing a knife through my heart. It hurts.