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breakaway
Life lines.
Thursday, November 20, 2008 // 6:01 AM

Oh please, its 2.20am and I can't sleep. One came after another, great isn't it?

Go and get a life of your own, slut. I believe female dogs (bitches) are much more human-like than you. Goddd, live your life man. I'm so really getting sick of you, stop it with all your craps. Sheesh.

Currently chatting with Nadiah! Like I said, the Awesome One. She's funny and crazy. But nevermind, I still love her. Okayy, I'm feeling like a rubber ducky :D That's the reason why my display picture is currently one. Cos some people thinks that I'm just plastic with no feelings. Hey hey, I get it already alright? Bleargh. Stop it.

Yeah mum just nagged at me for not sleeping but hey! What can I do? I slept in the afternoon, so it'll be a cycle. There's school tomorrow even, gotta get some things done though. And have to meet Cheryl with Dannas for Class Pit on Saturday. Gonna be pretty busy these few days. I'm so packed and tired. Tuesday's already Kinabalu.

Can I die? I don't find the point of living my life, I'm getting this stupid feelings everyday. Don't even know what's it called -.- I'd just get sick and tired of everything I do, oh please! Stop it, sitinasuhabteramlee. I'm strong baybeh, I can do this.

You've been around me too much and I hate it. Please, seriously you live your life like you don't have your own. I've friends. I've a family and I have a boyfriend. I'm really tired, stop going all around me like there's no other that wanna be with me. You're not alone in this world, and I'm not the only one here either, there's loads more. You're blocking my air, feeling like I'm in a jar with no breathing holes around me. You're suffocating me.

I just hate it when some people think that I'm their best friend, girlfriend or whatever. They haven't even met me, and know the real me yet. They claimed that they've communicated with me but that was like .. what? A year ago? Do you even know how annoying they are? Some even declaired that they're one's best friend on cyber but he/she just act as if they don't know or have not met their "best friend" when seen in school. Or even worst, some of them think they're so cool in speaking one of those fancy languages which I really find it stupid or shall I say so last year ?! What the hell. Yea it sounds something like that. No offence but it really is the fact, don't you think so? I'm evil, I know.

That's my point of view you just gotta agree. Wow, one post with no linkages at all. Oh damn, Nadiah's already went offline. I guess that I wanna sleep.

Time Check : 3am sharp