Saturday, July 25, 2009

-Bila Pena Mula Berbicara-


i got a question yesterday.
do you still love him?
i answer yes to that.
i do love him. bt i'm realize how stupid i am.

after that, i got another interesting question.
do you know what a broken heart feels like?
to be honest it makes me feel suicidal.
low self esteem.
it makes me want to escape and run.

my life seems totally over.
ohh..shit. i hate that feeling very much
time does help me to forget every single things...
but
.. on and off the memory keeps coming back...


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