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Thursday, July 21, 2005
rentetan kisah mlm kemarin...
mmg nak kena sekeh. sakit ati gile babis ar. mlm tu aku tunggu dia sampai kul 3pg. last² tertido, bangun kul6 dia lom balik. menggelabah aku.. risau siut! da la dia tu anak polis. ape² jd kang mampus aku. aku kol, dia ade kat kontan...
meronggeng ke pompuan ni??
i pissed off. i thot she's my fren! felt so used..
mmg ikut ati aku tibai je. da mcm kurang ajo sgt. kata nak lepak umah aku. alih² kuar dating sampai xbalik umah. rupenye dia jadikan aku alasan nak mintak kuar umah dr mak bapak dia. ayya... ini la dia....
ari ni gi keje aku xleh tgk muka dia. pergghh... hangat jiwa raga aku. muka dia da mcm nak nangis. so what? ape ingat aku tunggul ke? buta tuli je? ape dia x reti² nak respect other ppl? centu ke kawan layan kawan?
mmg aku pissed off gile babis ar... da tu dia jual name aku plak. mcm aku subahat plak. dah la mak dia trust gile kat aku, kalu kantoi??? masuk jail la agaknye aku... adeh...
ade 10 kali agak nye dia sms say sorry.. lame² kesian gak.. isk.. da la ketandusan kawan kat sini. kalu dia pon aku buat musuh, berkelana la daku di pekan paka inih.....
then just now, i said 'ok, apology accepted..'
sblom tu mmg aku tibai gak ar dia. sakit ati siut. ne brain wash.. 'plis la respect other ppl... dont treat me like tunggul.. reti bahasa la skit.. dont pk only of urself.. ur mother.. bla.. father.. bla.. polis.. bla and bla and bla..'
amik ko... padan muka...
i dont know if i'm doing the rite thing.. but i feel better now..
haVin' thiS FOoLish ThOt at 8:08 PM


This is the story of a girl. Who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looked so sad in photographs, I absolutely love her.. when she smiles.. How many days in the year she woke up with hope. But she only found tears. And I can be so insincere. Making her promises never for real. As long as she stands there waiting. Wearing the holes in soles of her shoes. How many days disapear. You look in the mirror so how do you choose. And your clothes never wear as well the next day. And your hair never falls in quite the same way. You never seem to run out of things to say. How many lovers would stay. Just to put up with this shit day after day. How do we wind up this way. Watchin' the mouths for the words I would say. As long as we stand here waiting. Wearing the clothes of the soles I would chose. How do we get there today. If we're walkin' to far from the price of the shoes.. When she smiles.....
..: mY bUTt :..




- + gaara!!...
- + violet biru...
- + the 23th...
- + i love naruto...
- + thank God...
- + freaked out...
- + tak de tajuk...
- + the ring...
- + khayalan...
- + lost in my thot...
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