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Saturday, June 21, 2008
and i've been living with insecurities everyday.
almost everyday.
what could have happened in the next few days?
what are my next steps for tomorrow?

i really don't know.
and i hate to have this feeling.
it just won't go away.

i don't want to feel lonely or so.
but just.

and thinking about it, it's happening again and again.
how am i supposed to go about doing it by myself?
yes, i'm not feeling good.
and thanks for reading.
at least i know there's people out there who'd listen me out.

here i go being so sensitive about almost everything.
but who likes the feeling of being so insecured?
yes, i put the word so to emphasise on the insecurity that i'm facing.
let's put it this way.
very insecured.
alright?

there i go again.

and yes, my tests are coming in less than 48 hours and i'm still here ranting.
ranting about things people might not wanna hear.
but blog's always my listening ear.
how now?

and i may have failed but i have loved you from the start.
does it get to you?
at least a lil' bit?

and i had the worst nightmare this morning.
a real-life nightmare.
i'm just petrified.
who knows it's gonna happen again.
but i don't want it.

no.
not in another million years.
it made things worse because it almost brought me to tears.
tears that has welled up in my eyes days before.

i've said enough.

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9:37 PM




Love.
Hello there.
Aiman
Mua.
I'm Awesome. Okay, done.

Sound Tastebuds.