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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Thursday, July 30, 2009

Today was way suckish. and some people are driving me nuts and yes, i felt offended okay!
nothing seems to be alright and I'm stressing out with everything/everyone around me.
i feel horrible and sick at the same time. i can predict the future and it wont be that surprising to
find out that my prediction was right. i felt like I'm just those 'replacement' and it ain't okay for me.
i want to cry, cry out LOUD but part of me say i can't. after all this years, striving for being strong, and I'm crying over a fucking small thing? its disgusting and i felt like my life is not worth it. dearest kept telling me "susah2 sekejap. senang2 sekejap." I've tried to ignored, but the more i ignore them, the more i want them but to think twice, i don't feel appreciate by them. I'm better of keeping my words to myself and stick my nose on books. my only company is the story book and my phone. i came to realised that at this time of situation, family does sooth the ache. tomorrow will be another day and i know I'm not full of words.