*anonymity.
Whispers
naked.
tell me, what do you see?
i see lies, deception, and manipulation.
The Writer
the ironic water-bearer.
the gem. the life.
the one and only... miss A.
Watchers
Almiekat Ally Alias
Fatehah Nooraini
Fiza Bani
The Sister
Pok Xiang Yan
anonymity for life.
- the wishlist -
the lottery
the historical trip
a big king size bed
a great guy and ...
an accidental new love.
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Thursday, February 24, 2011 @ 4:41 AM
Like a knife slicing my myocardium... the trauma so severe it can lead to death. So painful.My beloved car was scratched. And the scratch mark is about 20 cm long. FUCK. But I could blame no one but myself. Looking at how disfigured it is now, I can feel nothing but pain. I don't even know how to tell my dad about it. I guess I'll just need to fix it myself, without informing them parents~ to spare myself from the uninviting naggings. We were heading to the beach to scream out loud. And by the time we reached there, I have a solid reason to be screaming about. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Labels: footprints |