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my way
BERLINDA.

Your photo here.

I'm a girl who ONLY love myself.
Oh yes, I love my FAMILY & BABY too, :D

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

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alternative exits.

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Sunday, June 26, 2005

TRUST ME WHEN YOU ARE SAD,
AND WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN TO ,
WHEN YOU CAN'T FIND ANYONE WHO WILL,
I DON'T CARE IF I'M YOUR LAST OPTION.
I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO BE ALONE.


*** it somehow touched me deep in my heart when i see this. thanks so much. i appreciate every single thing you told me. same applies to you as well :) i'll be there. don't be stress over every single things.


♥ 1:57 PM


Friday, June 10, 2005

Sometimes i really wonder if I'm a failure in everything? Somehow i really wish i could bang myself hard against the wall & perished ! I really fucking hate myself for some reasons? Yeah, alot more to come by.. I admit it's my fault. & obviously it's MY fault. But did you see that i try to amend for my mistakes as much as possible? Cause i care for you alot and also i love you so much .. Like what i told you. when i miss you & i can't get to see you, it's the torture that i've to endure. As i can't pratically have everything i want to myself. I knew that i'm always the one who lose out, in everything.. Since last time, each & everytime. So what am i waiting for? How i wish i could. my head just can't take it anymore. I'm sick in everyway i could be. And i look like a panda nw, i didn't catch a wink the whole entire night previously. This is the way i am behaving. Stubborn, Miss Stubborn I am.. I admit.. Due to my own problem! I take things too hard & i tear easily, precisely. . . isn't it?


♥ 10:54 AM