NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans
i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.
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Wednesday, October 12, 2005
18:33
it's hard to ignore what's happening around me.the changes.splits.pain.remorse.tears.red nose.torn.stoned.lost.confusion.stagnant.delusion.hopes crushed.::to think that i'm looking forward to my sweet seventeen.it hurts to be happy,when people around eu seemed to be preparing their pathway to suicide.i'm exagerating. i know.one moment i see them smile, but the moment they turn, they were in tears.::my one and only granny is one example.she's totally lost.sometimes i feel that she's not with me when i'm talking to her.death never leaves her lips, since my first aunt passed away just some time ago.it hurts.me.a lot.::one of my 'best' male-friends is another example.he's not that deeply remorseful.i doubt he ever did.but dearie 'cat', trying to pick up her pieces to move on.be strong.it was shocking.indeed.like i said, "whoa".::my cleav.i was blurred.i know it.i thought i did.yes i was right.but gee, that's one thing that i wish i wasnt right.i'm sorry for not being there, for eu.i feel like a stranger.we used to be so close.cleav and breast.now, hard to say.i want to rekindle the close friendship we once had.still have, of course.wait for me this sunday dearie, we'll go home together?::end it here for now.breaking fast time is near.i've yet to take a bath.stoning away..
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