05 Januari 2012
magicalyear .
Beautiful.ugly ;)
27 November 2011
*Enviousity*
Mom is still alive .
So. yeah. You don't always need to have a REAL person in front
22 November 2011
In Mood To Write .
18 November 2011
Untitled.
p/s : THERE WILL BE NO ENTRY FROM this BLOGGER'S AUTHOR
UNTIL SHE'S ALRIGHT
TO TALK ABOUT HER HER DAMNSHIT LIFE :|
* kbyufkwyfv6cuvyricvryvc9 *
29 Oktober 2011
I sucks -,-
Wait . How to start an entry ?
Good day sunshine(s) ?
Hello peeps ?
Hey there,I can seeeeee you ?
Okay. whatever . *These are one of the side-effects caused by the LONG-TIME-NO- WRITE disease:) *Lol. Lost memories ?
So. Hello World . How’s life ?
No reply. Uh. How I wished I could get a respond from ,urrmm , the blog itself ?
Or from someone who actually read this ?
*Haiz , no ordinary human would actually type my blog URL on their search column . why ? Because they hate me so much. Why again ? Because they judge me on physical appearence and someone who over-reacted . And not forgetting. Hypocrite J
Laughing here. Hey. Who cares. Hate me ? And thats called jealousy. Thats the only therm I could think of : )
So . I feel like I AIN’T NOTHING lately.
And my mind. I’ll explode. Too many stuffs to think at one time .
Too many. Other girls would proberbly list their problem in their
Privated blog page or in their diary, but me ? <~~~ She’s and idiot plus a total secretive.
The truth is my Heart . Urmmm, is. urm . WORD FAILURE L
Why can’t I ever be honest to myself.
I lied each day. Dying inside when i see those smile that kill be without leaving a scar. Being not able to speak out my mind and thinking way to much. Pretend i’m strong *like a guy* . Cry seldomly. Fake a smile like . always .
Hate how my friends treat me but never had the initiative to tell them the truth.
And again. Pretend that boys are my number one enemy.
Each time I talk to a boy. I talk broadly. Like I’m too good,unbeatible or in one word. PERFECT.
Why the hell did i even behave that way. I’ll regret after each conversation with a boy.
I’ll think of each and every word i’ve said to them and feel like cutting my tongue into pieces.
I hate it when my mind can’t control my mouth. -,-
Okay. This is a longer entry that i have expected .
So . Pray that I will live and continue my entries in the future. Haha. K