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Sunday, April 4, 2010

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You can try your hardest - you can do everything within your means but sometimes people just aren’t worth it anymore . They aren’t worth worrying about , and it’s important to know when to let go of someone who only brings you down .
6.34pm , 4March .











Hello people (: .
Hahah !
Nothing much actually :x .


Lunch @ AMK > Junction 8 > Father's Company > Home-ed (: .


Onthephone chatting with SHEILA justnow >< .
Wtfzxc . Sigh .. don't feel like elaborating .
Sheila is like a ...
Hmm , MAD PERSON !
Laughing onthephone non-stop that my mother ask :
Why your friend keep laughing onthephone one ?
Furthermore , i still can hear :x .
I was like .. LOL !
Hahah !


_ _ _ _ , STOP SPOUNTING NONSENSES ! ><
(insertname) likes me , I WON'T ACCEPT HIM TOO -.- !
& yeah , thanks for acting SOOO GOOD infront of me but behind my back ...
THANKS yaw ! (:


& , i fucking hate people who copy things in my blog
and credits as theirs' .
FUCK THEM -'- .





Byebye (: !



It is not the break up that hurts the most . It is the post trauma that follows it . It is waking up and checking your phone for the message that isn’t there . It is like starting your life over again and you have no idea where to begin . But the hardest part is when you will get used of being alone until someone would come and you will start to fall again .


Felt so contented & happy ...
Finally , i received your message (: .

.....

How're you feeling ?
Is your sick feeling better ?
I hope so (: .


Dear diary ,

I don’t know what’s wrong with me today . I’m not here , not there , maybe somewhere in between . My mind is jumbled up with so many thoughts , I don’t know what to think about anymore . Half of me feels like giving up , feels like letting go and just disappear . The other half of me says I should hold on and be patient for just a little while more . I hate this feeling , wanting to confide in someone but no words can exactly express the way I feel .

I don’t want to feel this way anymore .


Love , Me .








★ C.TYLZXC here (: