
Today i made the decision to
let it go.Say i got the
gut to spell the word out.
Clashed on the
14th October 2007.Its her
birthday today.Been 1 years since i keep this present.
An
orange color butterfly scarf pin.I don't care if she is
Malay.Yet, i've put a " dot " for the story.
Very depressed after i moved my eye away from the laptop.
Laid on the bed.
Found that everything is so
empty and meaningless.Am i missing something?I got a lot of friends.I got a few of really good friends.I got limited of friends that i treat them as own family.
Yet, why its still so cold?
Lonely is the way i'm walking towards? What does life still have to offer me then? Things i adore just walks away... How do i grab hold of it tightly?Should I call this number my sister gave me?