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♡ trying real hard, i fell into you.
Monday, September 7, 2009, 11:34 PM
Sometimes, when things get a little too out of hand, you know you just got to give in.
And also, at times like this, how I really really wish mum's plan to leave would come true.
Right. When problem arise at your own withins, running away is a huge temptation. That goes to me.

I woke up a little late today. Probably an hour before afternoon.
I spent the whole night(morning, in fact), fretting over matters that happened to me recently.
I ignored text messages, IMs, and calls. I dug my head onto the pillow and wet it with a pool of my tears. I'm through, disappointed with myself. With everything thats going on.
And the plus thing is that, Its great to know that I have wonderful friends that keep me standing on my two feet.
I don't know, I started to feel I'm missing everyone.
I miss my late-granna.
I miss my brother.
I miss Tante Yaya.
I miss Haz.
I miss Hafizah.
And, I miss you.

Left with the tears I only have noww, I just wantt these people. I really miss them.
I really really hate the period I'm living in right now. The days thats always been so solitude and too silent, I felt alone.
I just wondered if people change, so much so, easily?