Dear Mr. G ,
Every time I see your text, my tears started to flow. Not because I feel happy or sad. It is because I don't like it when you text me in msn or sms. I treat you badly but you seems don't feel anything. Some how I feel like wanna suicide and I feel like want to throw something against the wall. You're not my cup of tea, understand? Sorry to be harsh because I couldn't stand it.
ps : bad mood.
Before I end this post,
Happy Birthday Hazirah! :)
SPM countdown ; 18 days
Friday, October 30, 2009
goes on and on
Posted by Cynthia♥ at 12:36 PM
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