"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next."

September 30, 2008


GOD, y they hate me?i keep crying bcz of them la.STUPID!grr.i just hate them.dun be very plastic eyh!befo i g tawu spe yg plg plastic eyh bek g ngaku kt luna.face to face je la.no need to jeling² laa.i hate to see ur plastic face!

for them ;
hate me as long as u want.
bcuz i'll hate u too.

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