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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
150991
Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.
27 February 2006 | 7:30:00 PM
Feel like

Second post.
I just feel like it.

Blogging's got the better of me tonight.

I need to say something to someone, _______.
I've had enough of all your lovey-dovey stories.
I should have believed my true friends who were there for me.

You're a fake, a liar.
An acid that stained my heart.
But you enjoyed playing this game with me.
Now I hope you're happy.
I'm happy to be away from you.

And even if you messaged me, I won't reply them.
I won't waste my bills on you.
Do something that will gain my trust on you.
I forgive you a long time ago, but the picturesque will always stay in my mind.

I'm officially a human again.