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Today's already a week since grandpa passed away. Had kenduri. I'm beat, but I still haf a pile of dried clothes that's waiting to be folded. I felt so calm at grand's house. My brain's not messed up. But once I'm in the car, berkecamok sak otak. I may look fine from the outside, but I'm full of anger inside.
I may look innocent, but that does not make me DUMB. I am naive, but that does not mean you can lie to me. And now, I'm hurt inside..... What can you do? Nothing. That's what you can do. Nothing. I just don't know how to say this to you, but I'm really hurt. I thought I was strong, but I am not. I thought I can accept the fact, but I can't. Y? Cos I can't.
I HATE NOVEMBER! I HATE NOVEMBER!!!!!
posted by NISA @ 9:52 PM
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