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Friday, November 14, 2008 @ Friday, November 14, 2008
apart of me gone



a loss of a friend hurts
the loss of a best friend hurts more,
but it is never a true loss;
everyday i will see something that reminds me of her
this will bring a memory;
a memory of the times we spent together
followed by another;
a memory of how we went our seperate ways
she will always be in my mind;
she never really leave me.

eventhough sya is away for a month
yet it feels like gone forever.
why am i soo obsess?
her left affected me by unhappiness
im too mesmerize
sorrow.. mournful
its scuha deplorably bad feeling.
damn its already the third day since she left me.


i was attached on the 10 of november the vamber
and today which is 16 of november im back to usual, single.
"single is the bestest status ever", that is whut everyone has to say.
the way i confess to him was horrible eventho shasha was helping out
it was the worst line ever!
If the relationship has already ended, he gotta accept it and move on.
so i guess i just hope the best of lcuk for him
for everythang he do in life.
goodbye ma sweetheart yasin..
till here.

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Uchiha Itachi; "People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That's how they define "reality". But what does it mean to be "correct" or "true"? Merely vague concepts ... their "reality" may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?"