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Saturday, May 19, 2007
if only you know,how i've been suffering all alone.

6.50pm says;
baby,
i dont expect this things to happen.
am really hurt.
so much.too much.
and honestly,i couldnt take it anymore.
you asked me for a serious relationship
and here i am to grant your wish.
i thought you were my sex's partner.
dont get me wrong.
im not a horny bitch.
for me,
sex partner is,
a guy who willing to love and care for me,
and spent the rest of his life time with me.
cut it short.
my future husband.
a daddy to my future kids.
yes.i do think far away.
the littlest thing you did
really matters me alot.
you told me once,
to go through anything together
in our relationship
but i realised
i've been going through all alone.
ALONE.
you go "yeeha.yeeha~!",
with other other girls
while im always waiting for you.
i feel neglected
i dont feel being loved
by you somehow.
you seems not to love me
as you used to be.
people been saying about you,
which i half-ly trust.
and for the other half
i leave it to you
to prove them wrong.
but seems that you prove
them right.
and i got no words to describe.
just speechless.
'beautiful liars'
sang by shakira&beyonce,
really suits you.
im sorry.
i dont meant to be mean.
or any sacarstism here.
but i just have to face the fact.
i've been nice with you and
you worth everything to me.
but everything had changed.
you. YOU.
you've changed.
seriously baby,
how do you treat your relationship?
~~
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i've been crying in my heart
and its really hurt.
dont blame me
of me being like a emo
right now.
blame youself
cause its you who makes
me look and sounds like one.
i hate it when conflicts happen.
the feeling sucks.
and too bad,
it had already happen.
and for now im still waiting
for you to come back home,
and REALLY hope to sort things out.
it is really stressful.
but hey still,
iloveyou.
somuch.
really missyou.
AND OH YAR!
bestbutt's birthday today!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHAIRUNNISA BTE MOKRI !
may god bless you.
and i wished you luck yar sayang!
da tua jugak lar kan:)
*pelukcium*
I know money can't buy me happiness,
but it does bring me a more pleasant form of misery.