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TIQ.
I don't describe myself.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
i think its secondary school-ish.

if calling you almost ten times a day makes you feel suffocated, then i should stop.
i can't complain, and i can't call freely, what else can't i do?
i was fighting all urges to pick up my phone and started texting when i received that beep and it was from you. so who is being clingy right here? i guess, im still the clingy one.


i really need to find that strong girl i used to be, before any man existed in my life.
that girl,who doesn't turn back when people gives shit on her.
that girl, who can ignore everything when she want to.
&& that girl, who isn't this weak, putting everything she have on the person she call the love of her life.

note,the love of her life.
i got to put it back together.