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Saturday, October 27, 2007

when you wake up from nightmares in one night, you realise that sometimes there's no will to live and you would be all grouchy the whole day.

all of that is so true.

and i don't know.
my friend said truth is the safest lie.
i think it's really the safest lie.

would you ever believe that you'd ever cry after a bad dream?
so bad that it burns a hole right through your heart?

everything and anything can happen and it has its own reasons.

and even though I'm angry I can still say
I know my heart will break the day
when you peel out and drive away
I can't believe this happened

Labels: a bad dream.

10:28 AM

Love.

Hello there.

Aiman

Mua.

I'm Awesome. Okay, done.

Sound Tastebuds.

Here you go.

GO.

Afifah

Azri

Fifa

Ifah

Khairi

Mike

Muna

Zati

Rants

Let's look back.

That's it.

Shaddie