18, full-time Incubus enthusiast and one of those few faces you see in the crowd, trains, buses..
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Anna Molly
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Shaz or Shahidah
18, full-time Incubus enthusiast and one of those few faces you see in the crowd, trains, buses..
Do locate me on Twitter and Facebook
18, full-time Incubus enthusiast and one of those few faces you see in the crowd, trains, buses..
Do locate me on Twitter and Facebook
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Hassay
TR Azura
TR Zuzu
Andika Putra
TR Hui Xian
Natasha
Fathin Syaf
Hann
Hajjar
Teesha
Zulazfar
Yenn
Jelly
Tiq
Hazimah
Cikgu Lat
FreakyZ ft Fazli
Balqis
Yana&Ahmad
Omar
Ariah
Azuraa
Zainab
Lufy
Nabil
Hunneys
TR Hanie
TR Aisya
Adelynn
Athifah
TR Nabilah
Hana
TR Safiah
Yayu
Sukma
Pascal G
Pascal G Visual Diary
Tongue Chic
Sally Jane Vintage
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Title : hehe
Time : 4:42 PM If i feel im in a good enough mood, i might give you the link of my new blog :D But that's JUST IF ;) |
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Sunday, July 12, 2009
Title : I'll miss you i swear (:
Time : 4:44 PM I've contemplated much whether i should carry on with executing this action im about to make. Its hard to make such a harsh decision, especially when one has such an exhausted mind. Too many meanings of life i've yet to decipher, too many things thats going to burst my brains sooner or later. I've mulled over whether i still want to keep this or shut myself from the cyberworld. To be non-existent, to free myself from this second contradicting world. It is just unbearable, the thought of exposing every pessimistic thoughts and then publishing it to the world wide web and then allowing people to read. This blog is a place, a home and some kind of a relationship i've sustained for 4 years. A place where i thought my wrecked mind can come to peace, once with a stroke of a keyboard, words form from my head to the screen itself. Yet, i find no relief because in the hidden archives hold lots of painful detailed memory which i thought had long perished. Hell no, it still does haunt me in a way unimaginable. Then i start blogging about it again when i know i shouldnt, trying to rejuvenate a failed relationship and a long-lost memory which i know nothing of that sort can happen again. I tried moving on and thought i finally did, but who am i kidding when im still anchored onto the same spot? Maybe i managed to drag the anchor a few metres away but well it ist full triumph success. Trying so hard to tell myself im going to he happy again but that supposedly positive thought got overshadowed by dark ones. What if im left alone? Can i bear this loneliness and emptiness? Will i ever be strong enough to face further contretempts that will come my way with how i feel right now? Or would anyone else love me as much as how YOU once did? Will i finally come to put on a real genuine smile instead of those fake ones i've been putting on for almost a year? Will i fully heal? Like, how i moved on to a different world of music. Of hardcore, screaming and throaty vocals to more meaningful, lyriced, better-tuned beats because im trying to run away from a certain memory those hard songs carry for me. Why give up something i love because of a mere memory? Look at what im doing right now, ending this 4 years worth of memories because i just can't handle too much negativity thats been cooped up here. I need to change. I need to move on and this place reeks too much of negativity i just can't handle. Its stopping me from becoming a much better person. However, im leaving this last bit here, with deleted archives. Perished forever, that i know of. I will miss it here. Really i will. I might come back (?) or i might make a new 'sanctuary' far from prying eyes. Something much private maybe. But oh well, im sure you'll find it soon again one day. Oasis speaks for the last time here Hold up... hold on... don't be scared |
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
Title : Have you decided to station the ghost of you in my head now?
Time : 2:58 PM I want to quit pretending. I've had fucking enough of trying to get through the day with having that feeling of lost hopes and pessimist, sad thoughts and how it sucks having to keep it all locked inside, which i'll lovingly would love to lash out to anyone. But for the better sake of mine and everyone else, i try not to affect my surroundings with all these negativity and just shut my mouth. Like... how i still feel haunted at unexpected times, when i know i should not be thinking of it anymore but every small thing pinches my heart. But i keep it all inside. Keep it all, trying to be brave, to prevent any shedding of tears but it is just so hard for a single weak body of mine to withstand such pain.. And that particular endeavour, im just going to have to give it up. Im not going to pursue such a deep matter with the way i feel about things and myself. Im sorry. I was told that every single tear i shed will build me up twice as much. Im holding on to those words but yet, i can't seem to find the truth in that particular sentence.. Happy birthday Haziq. Don't sleep your birthday away please :) Labels: birthdays, living things with testicles, lost in the labyrinthine obstacle |
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