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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Nat , i seriously need your tickling now. Feeling pissed at some fking asshole. *Takes deep breath and exhales*

I , seriously feel like commiting suicide. Influence from Haqqan alr. :)

Don't think i'm gonna reply anyone's texts now. :/
I don't even think i want to go to school or go out tmr. Just want to crawl into my bed and sleep to forget about the unhappiness for the time being , before waking up from a nightmare , choking on my tears , realising i've nobody to pour my sorrows to. That feeling is terrible. And i don't think i can take this anymore. I wished you've never stepped into my life. I wish i could go back in time when he was still around and that he never left. Remembered once , he saw me crying. He asked me what happened , i refused to say and tried to run away. I'll never forget the way he pulled me back , into his arms and told me , "Hush now. I'm here." The way i buried my head in his chest , that feeling was really nice. But now , all that's left are just the memories. Well , FML.

School was awesome? HAHA. Home econ practical , i actually managed to cook pretty well. :)
However , burnt my hand. :X Dance was horrible. The killer warm ups. Haha went out to slack during breaktime then saw haqqan. LOL we smiled then pointed the middle finger again haha. :) And he called me sotong again. =.= GRR. Bus-ed home. Going to CGM to practise for worship tmr , so don't bother texting me. Reading again so bye.

I love you. But something is seriously wrong with me.


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