why is it that when you are extremely sad you tend to write a lot??
its not like anyone is gonna read it... so basically no one knows your fucking sadness or (the reason why i stated fuck there) your anger.. and when somehow your whatever writing comes into the hands of whoever that someone is.. you feel so naked that they (in a way) know your secrets.. in a way that is.. well.. writing makes you feel calm sometimes.. but to me.. it still sucks.. well.. maybe its bcoz i dont really know how the hell it is to express my feelings or ideas or whatever that is in my stupiud little imaginary not very intelligent mind... sigh.... should be studying write now but i know that if i actually read a book i might break into pieces or break into tears again...
silly me... stupid me... lemah me......
its the simple little thoughts that makes you one to give up in life yet, its the simple little things also that will make you wanting to live life...
fights.. love... jealousy... hatred... backstabbing.. betrayal.. tears... slipped disc... yep.. kalau diberikan iman yang kurang.. akan ku bunuh diri skarang jugak..
kalau diberikan akal yang kurang bijak.. akan ku kelar diriku.. akan ku merokok.. akan ku mainkan perasaan orang lain sesuka hati..
babies... babies.. family.. motherhood.. true love.. friendship.. the sparkles of water... the twinkle of the stars... yep... makes me one to move on and live life.. come what may...
for now.. come what may my fucking ASS
Sunday, April 26, 2009
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