At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Wednesday, August 5
Last blogged @ 12:23 AM

wah, cb.
were you guys talking about ----?
nak salah kan ---- plak?
ape sia die buat?
sikit sikit salahkan orang laen.
padahal matae kau tuh.

bodoh punyer perempuaaaaaaaan~
HAHAHAHAHA.

& I'm not doing my art.
I'm dead. Teacher might not
be sending my art.
Fuck. I don't know. I'm dead.
Really dead. Dead meat.

HOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW?!



HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AISHAH!
:D