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Sunday, April 22, 2007
i woke up this morning.
to see my both eyes swollen.
hah~ dont even ask me why.

-.-"
sometimes the thing u treasure so much.
and you catered your best care & love.
& it all comes down to unappreciation.
you just want to stop giving again. atleast not your best anymore.
you just cried seeing how life surpass you.
over the things that you shared & sacrifice.
time & space.
& its not given enough.
you are hurt. you gave up.
& you gave the time & space in the world.
to make things be more merrier.
but still. it isnt enough.

hush. i wont complain. nor tell.
whatever things is said.
its a wee bit too late.
i'm giving you all you wanted time & space.
but i wont give up on what we have.

(:

random :
so lucky to have muhd sufiyan ...

p/s: i'm writing my deepst inner feelings in somewhere " the other side of her".

i'm bringing back secondary school life ambience... (: by having an organiser that i made myself . i could write mere diary entries & draw all i want (:!!!


xoxo ♥ sue:
12:19:00 PM