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 A B no, it's A. C told me it is B Who's C in here. Where? In my head Head is sick Telling tales Kill it What about let it kill you?

Wasn't supposed to ask for bigger things in life If your hands are small To carry But regardless the heart is small too And heavy But still, I'd carry. Love that i don't wish to be forced into But the loss that I could not afford to have Which one is heavier and difficult I have yet to decide. Until then, I'd carry this small heavy heart and let time (and tears) provide ease. eventually.

Harini aku mimpi kamu lagi Your laughter, goodness gracious, I heard them loud and clear in my unfortunate dream. It made me think of you again- thinking what was there left for me to keep dreaming, to keep thinking of you. It's inevitable, never I asked for it since I've let you go. Since I've decided to make myself happy again. I promised, I already put you to an end. But you keep coming back, bet you didn't know about it but you did. But did you? You're in my dreams You were so happy, we were too happy. Goodness gracious. How unfortunate it was only a mere dream. Sweet dreams to you, dear you. I hope your dreams never bring you pains Like mine did. Mine did.

i think I wanna hurt myself........... why can't I be enough? Why can;t i be good? which one hurts the most the knife or the nails Imma keep my nails longer or simply words does it hurt? it has to hurt to let myself learn to be good and enough

Tentang Anna itu terlalu luas. Dirinya luas, unexpected dan rumit. Ku cerita kan sedikit. Kalau dia bercakap, dia akan terus bercakap. Dia kadang lupa nak berhenti. Tapi aku dengar saja, nanti bila dia sedar yang dia cakap banyak, dia minta maaf. Aku tak tahu atas alasan apa dia meminta maaf.  Dia tak sayang sesiapa, tapi dia kisah samada orang sayang dia atau tak. Particularly, me . Dia nak orang sayang dia banyak-banyak, sikit-sikit tak mahu. Sudah sayang sikit pun patutnya dia bersyukur sebab masih ada sayang walau sikit. Tapi dia tak tahu, sayangnya seseorang itu terhadap seseorang yang lain, berbeza-beza sebabnya, tak diukur sikit atau banyak. Dan kau tak perlu tahu atas alasan apa aku menyangi orang semacam dia.  Bila aku kata dia kuat cemburu, dia tak mengaku. Denial sampai ke sudah! Dalam dirinya lautan, yang tak terduga. Seminit dia tenang, seminit yang seterusnya tiba-tiba berkocak. Tapi lautan itulah yang kupilih, dan ku harap tak tersampai ku ke p...

“Angah balik 4.30 harini.” The girl kissed her mother’s lips, got onto her motorcycle, waved goodbye and sped off to school. The house was lively that morning, it usually always is. Their neighbours would often glance out the window, wondering what’s the ruckus happening outside. That day, her family saw her off like any other day, shouting ‘I love you’ to each other, oblivious to the fact that their lives were about to change forever. Little did they know that the girl was never coming back home again. Mysterious thing, time. It’s as if it has wings, flying by so fast without you even noticing it. One day you’re a seven-year-old scrawny looking kid, just starting school, wishing you’d grow up fast. And then quietly, ten years pass by and you’re suddenly seventeen. You’d think you’d be seventeen for quite a while but then in a blink of an eye, you’re somehow twenty! The age keeps on increasing - it’s overwhelming, thinking about it. But the girl, she only lived until she...

I'm forever amazed by how a person would make you a thousand different ways- confused, happy, sad etc at the same time, makes you feel the entire world isn't what you need, makes you feel like flying but your feet still on the ground. The only thing you need is that person. The same person that makes you smile without having him physically before your eyes, because picturing him in mind is more than enough.   It annoys me how everything that i do reminds me of him. It annoys me when I get caught smiling to myself, when I remember funny things that we ever talked about. It annoys me when he is no longer here to do great things together. It annoys me when he sometimes doesn't reply to my text. It annoys me when I cry because I've missed him a lot. But it annoys me in such a good way.   I still remember tho, back in asasi days. I knew his timetable so did he. Everyday, i would create a chance for myself to ‘terserempak’, ‘terjumpa’ this guy. I didn’t do this alone...