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Will never be the women with the perfect hair,
who can wear white and not spill on it.
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Huda Nabila I love coffee and tea loves me. Own a instagram, facebook account and a twitter. Follow if you wish :) ♥Exits
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Friday, June 08, 2007
the tears. clock says: my room. the only place i've flood it with tears. the tears that i've been wasting it all this while. the tears that keep rolling on my cheeks. the tears that happen every single night. the tears that i've to wipe everytime. the tears that i've spent too much on. the tears that you never seem to care. the tears that my mum ask me why. the tears that i've told her why. the tears that runs too much. the tears that wouldnt stop. the tears that reminds me of those times. the tears that i wont forget. the tears that wet my pillow. the tears that i've to sleep with wet pillow. the tears that always be in my nightmare. the tears that no one understands. the tears that turn me to a stupid fellow. the tears that i feel im one hell miserable girl. the tears that i really want it to end. but it goes on and on, &all this tears are because of you, those tears are meant to say that, iloveyou.  ~~~~~ i wish you know how i am right now. thinking of you,its like everyday. crying,its like everynight. please god oh god, im getting weaker and weaker. make me strong.stronger, to move on.please.
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I know money can't buy me happiness,
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