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| Sunday, July 20, 2008
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN. Dearest fucked up person. i truly deeply madly deeply feel that there is reli no point of u putting up the "i-dont-give -a-fuck-act". i haf had enuf wif u. i cnt believe that after all these years that we've haf been thru, that wasn't sufficient for u to read what's in my mind. For fucking godness sake, fer the past fucking 6 years of our friendship, its 6 years mind u, ur giving up on our friendship? Oh gees! thats so honourable and thoughful of u la eh. its not that im racking up the past, but just an eye opener. who was the person who never fail to talk to u every single day? who was there to give u encouragement every morning till night? who advised u to talk and be on good, talking terms wif firman, naqeef and rest? who was there when u need companion? im not asking fer sympathy. its been 7mnth plus, mind u. when asked, ur respond was, "tk urh. aku ok. i dun care laa." those last few sentence that u spoke is still etched in my mind. "eh, i wont be calling u anymore. cause i dont care about u no more. u haf adnan and ur other guys and ite friends to talk to. so, call me when its sumthing impt. dont call me when abt anything else. bye." ya, thats was when the line went dead. since when my ite friends gt into the pic. u had ur chances. dont tell me that 4 years is not enuf? Labels: hearts died. :(, Tears dried |