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shame.
Monday, August 25, 2008


Gawd. i could still remember how disgusted i was when i first tasted that salivathat was all covered with the taste of tobacco.
guys after guys.
break ups after break ups.
cheap was my middle name.
i could still remember that horrid feelings i had towards that vicious face of one who wanted nothing else but pleasure.
peverted in mind and in actions.
making every girl the victim to his nonsensical actions.
buckets and buckets of tears cried out from innocent souls.
dream on if you think throwing those buckets over him would change him.
dont waste your efforts.
he wasted his money calling up girls, putting on an act, to get back girls who was once stupid enough to follow the orders of the one person they ought to ignore.
vulnerabilty led her to nothing else but shame.
sedarlah diri kau tu sikit. kau bukan budak2 lagi.
tak lama lagi kau akan jadi suami orang.
tolong jangan buat ni lagi.
one thought of you is all it takes to leave the rest of the world behind.
sitting here. trying to convince myself that you're not the for me.
the more think the less i believe and the more i want you here with me.
plain white t's-a lonely september.

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