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Saturday, January 05, 2008


was sitting at the back of the class - and thinking through again. i don't even remember anything in the lessons just now, who i talked to, what i talked about. and it was pretty depressing as i was trying hard to figure things out slowly.

friends? i don't know. i'm tired and i don't want to wage a war. words don't make a friend - i don't need words. i can create my own. be there. prove it. i'm sick of all this bullshit. there's reasons why i do and say some stuffs. use your brains. think. i am not your personal counsellor who you look for only in times of emergency. i've kept quiet about this for quite some time. i've lost it. hell,i should have lost it a longg time ago. make you all sit in front of me and blast away. make you people understand how the fuck i'm feeling. but i don't think you people will even notice, anyway. hurt? guess what? this is what i call retaliation, no thanks to you people.

the other issue left me in a total state of confusion. i found the answer when i got back home, but that's when the complications start.

L: i thought i'm over you. but each time i see you, i wonder throughout the rest of the day how you are. each time when i'm feeling like this, all i want is to talk to you. i'll think about how is it if i talk to you - and as usual you'll make me feel much better. and leading my life without you, i just suddenly miss you..

" Aku yang tak pernah bisa lupakan dirinya
Yang kini hadir diantara kita
Namun ku juga takkan bisa menepis bayangmu
Yang slama ini temani hidupku"

A: the years didn't change anything. i'd give anything up for you, just to see you happily leading your life. i'm glad that your life is going on well. i'll always know if you're around me without me seeing you first. i'll just know. and i promise, i'll try to rebuild our friendship, even if it means hiding it all away.

"Kalau saja waktu itu ku tak jumpa dirinya
Mungkin semua tak kan seperti ini
Dirimu dan dirinya kini ada di hatiku
Membawa aku dalam kehancuran"

2:08 am

the one


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