Sunday, June 21, 2009

Those words torn my heart.
I don't know why I got so sad and SOO SAD.
All I know that is that I love you so much.
And those things you said to him,
scratched my heart and I don't know what to do,
(I am really sad this time)
(Really I am)
Goodbye my lover,
I love you just now.
and now I'm gonna hate you Forever.

Now that i feel better,
doesnt the above seems a lil bit cheesy ?

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity

to anonymous: i've finally given up on us and decided maybe we weren't meant to be. yeah its corny and all that but the words make perfect sense. you see, everytime i've tried to tell you i love you, and which i have, very often, something stops me.
something smells funny in my house. like a mix between curry and poo

and then the fork run away with the spoon.

Prince Charming belongs to Cinderella

Romeo belongs to Juliet

Edward belongs to Bella

Why would I want someone elses story, when I can have my own...

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

FUCK SEJARAH FOLIO

fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio
fuck sejarah folio


well at least,

Monday, June 15, 2009

I RRRR captain

Today I will be happier than a bird with a french fry


it's not your gauges, it's your heart. your heart smells like death and I love it.
By the way, What movie's new ?
Cause I don't really have that too much time on life.
At moment time.
I am worried. Why ? Because it's been a year since I've been single, well (officially)
I'm scared I don't know how to love anymore but it's okay. Right. I think.
It should be.
Erm, well here's the thing, there's this guy name Anthony and I really kinda have a crush on him.
He's got the hair. Only. And that's the only thing he needs to melt my hair.
So, One Anthony and one coke please ay ?

I have been thinking bout my future, and I am going to keep it constant.

So ladies and gentleman, sit back and relax cause you're about to witness me writing my future down.

When I grow up... I won't get married. It's not because guys are crap. Relationship craps. I will adopt a daughter at an orphanage. I will work as a scientist. (This isn't constant) But I want to be a successful person, get rich, and then i'll be insane. I won't go to parties when I grow older. I go to parties now. I would want to be a more passionate person when I grow up. I would like to live in Greek, later on. and bring my parents along. and my adopted daughter. I wanna be like those old mad psychotic people who starred in Mamma Mia when I am crappy old and ugly. No matter what, I shall be seeing Ryan Cabrera live, or I won't die in peace.
There, my future's written and that wasn't so hard.