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Tuesday, November 08, 2005


Heyy.
Today is a tiring day.
I have trainings at night.
And there's training tml morning.
Die.
I'm gonna die.
Feeling hungry.
Eating Breakfast soon
After my mum has prepared it.((:
Yepps.
I hope you wont read on.
As it's QUITE vulgar..
Yepps.
Take care people.


I WANNA LEAVE YOU ALONE TOO.
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT I DONT WANT TO?
WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM LARHS?
ASSHOLE.BITCH.LOSER.
I'M GETTING OUT OF YOUR LIFE,
BUT ARE YOU GETTING OUT OF MINE?
YOU DONT DO WHAT YOU SAY.
AND IF YOU REALISE,
ACTION SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS.
BUT I DONT SEE ANY FROM YOU.
IF I'M A LOSER,
WHAT ARE YOU?
A BITCH?
A FUCKED UP BITCH?
MY HAPPY DAY TURN INTO A DARK AND GLOOMY DAY.
I THOUGHT I COULD SEE HAPPINESS..
BUT NOW EVERYTHING ARE GONE.
THANKS TO YOU, A FUCKED UP BITCH.
YOU ASKED ME TO GET OUT OF YOUR LIFE.
AND YOU STILL SMS-ED ME,
AND TALK TO ME ON MSN.
WHAT'S YOUR PROB?
A SCREW IS LOOSE?
SCREW IT BACK.
I DONT WANT YOU TO GO AROUND SCOLDING ME LIKE CRAZY.
YOU HAVE FRIENDS, SO?
NOT LIKE YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO HAVE.
FUCKED UP BITCH.


10:40 AM