Saturday, June 18, 2011

Tomorrow might not make it but everything's all right. I think.

If that is how you are going to teach me, im sorry to say but i will forever never learn anything and i have to find another teacher.

dear future husband, i am sorry, but when you are married with me, i dont know what will i be feeding you. keluar dinner tiap2 malam la mcm tu.

and kenapala ibrahim xdak prom. gahhhh !

what nowww ~ what elseeee ~ 3 oclockk, cpat la maii, aku nak p driving ! i wana get out of this housee.

idk la. idk. aku xmo fkir. its just a never ending cycle. when it comes, it hits me hard.

and whats worse is you just cannot say it out loud. even if you could, damn u cant say it.

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