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Wednesday, September 12, 2007
allowed entry at 11:40 pm

They make me smile.
They make me laugh.
When we're together, nothing else in the world matters.
Everyone's a jerk, everyone's a bitch, everyone's retarded.
Except for us.

Well, that's from my point of view anyways.
I don't know if they feel the same way I do.
But hey =)
I love Haiqal.
I love Reezan.
Enough said.


I know, my face is begging to get a smack.






We were going for the "matrep and minahrep" look.
But I gave the "I'm having sex" look, Haiqal gave the "Oh no, someone's in front of us while we're trying to camwhore" look and Reezan, well, he can really carry off the matrep look.



This is my confession.
Though I may not know who reads the words that come out from this fingertips, I'm saying it all out into the world.

I smoke.
I drink.
I curse.
I swear.
I've been having flings for the past year. Or more.
But nothing compares to the bullshit I've been hearing.
I can't think straight anymore.
New problems arise every single day.
I keep my mouth shut.
But my mind doesn't stop thinking.
Just know that I might blow up any minute now.
With the help of my PMS, may God have mercy on you all.

And oh, to add onto the list of "I dos",










I'm bulimic.


Told you, this is my confession.