At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Monday, October 27
Last blogged @ 1:35 AM

Nizam, thanks for everything.
Everything is over.
there's no more feelings for you in me now.

I hate you, I guess.
but, yeah. Whatever it is,
thanks for making me hate you tonight.
Or should I say in the morn at 1.30am.

Thanks for everything.
I mean it, everything, those laughter
when we slack together.

I regret everything.
I regret meeting you on that Friday.
I regret being with you.
I regret being so close with you those days.
I regret getting scold because of slacking till night with you guys.
I regret what I've done to you.
I regret EVERYTHING.

Tomorrow or MAYBE Tuesday will be the last day i'll
meet you, Azam, Nick and even Papa.
I promise myself not to meet you guys, or maybe,
only you. Unless you tag along with Syahin when he's with
Iea and us or something.
Whatever.

Thanks for asking me how did I know that you're
just pretending to be jealous or heartache when you saw
Dedey's picture up on my blog.
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks.

I'm tired of guys now.
All guys are the same.

No more going down to Tiong after this.
I promise to myself. Here.
You readers will be my witness.

thanks yaw!
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All I'm going through now is heartache.
Thanks to you, *****