what friend is for you? shoulder to sob on? so now what, no saddest stories to be told then?
rudely, i seemed ignoring someone who once before cared about me then ironically, i, had has been ignored back by someone i cared. see, life is all about karma.
to you, i am sorry if i happen to abandon you friends. i never mean it. i have no life-stories to be shared with you. i am living a bored life and i am afraid if i tells too much about it, it will wasted your time of life which is so much better to be concerned more than about nothing-me.
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there was a thought of some peoples out there; on the longer we waited for something that we hardly wanted, the sweetest will the results give.
once, i was started to think the same way on my mind but then i shut it down, peoples suppose not to picture all the good things will always happen on the future.
lucky is always impossible.
luck comes after the hard days.
so i wonder, when i will be given that lucky day even i never face the really hard days before. living up with my parent’s still, when i am in the year of too old to stand by my own feet, does that means no fuss to be scared off? thanks to me, i still have a brain, a heart to feel so much ashamed, being supported by my family while i suppose to get my own life now.
that is it.
that is what the problem is.
sound hard days for you, honestly?
dear Allah my Lord always, make things easier for me, i beg.
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what is love meant to you? i am a loser and always not have the satisfying answer. i keep thinking about the same person since three, four, ah maybe five years ago. the hardest, almost impossible thing, to forget is; no one ever wants to have me like the way he did. what if i just accept him at that moment, will i be happy now?
hey turning back time is always fcuked me up.
' eight ' more days to come, will he remember?
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no. enough.
i always have voices to hold my back, whispering me some words, blowing strength.
at least it makes believe, every thing happens for a reason. always do.
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sorry.
