At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Tuesday, November 24
Last blogged @ 11:18 PM

no wonder people hates you, bbe.
orang tak bersalah pon, kau nak bbal taik pasal
dorang. ape sia abang aku buat kat kau sampai
kau kate die ngan Fathin, kau kate die
nak popularity. fuck uh lu, minah.
kau tak tau ape ape, diam lar.
slamat nie semue dah over, kalau tak,
aku dah maki maki kau lar sial.
muke je baeeeeeeeeeeeek.
cibaaaaaaaaaai!
NOT FOR my girls.
ITS FOR ONE OF HONGKAH BITCHES.
siaksiak. tak perlu uh nak bbal pasal abang
aku. cb. tak tau ape ape diam sdaaaaah.
baek baek ngan kau pon takde gune
uh Di.