Fuck.
Yes, Fuck.
FTW.
Sometimes I find it hard to talk to u.
What I ask u giv different answer, mayb u dun understand what I mean.
Mayb I ask Q in the wrong manner.
I ask u why, u jz say, "Bcz I wan like dat!"
No explanation.
but whn u ask, U xpct me2giv explanation.
I love u.
I do.
But sometimes I duno whats going on in ur mind.
1 minute its piano, 2nd its college, 3rd its whoknwswhat.
Cant u decide n tel me?
Nw i feel apprehensive abt college.
If i msg u slow = I play game?
Ur a princess.
U really are.
Why?
Evrything mz b done ur way.
If u dun1 to trouble people, dun complain.
Learn to be independent.
If u wan2stdy in KL, learn2tke bus.
U stdy in JB, no prob.
Just dat campus so far, n there always jam.
The choice is yours.
I will NOT ask u to chg ur mind anymore.
Goodnight.
I love u.
Bt I'm nt reli hapi at hw u act.
Have a goodnight.
Sweet dreams.
I LOVE U.
Muackzzzz...


I'd like to make myself believe, That planet earth turns slowly..

on Sunday, December 14, 2008; 7:35 AM