(So tak perlu. Memories = :'( )


I remember when I was 14. My best friend Heather. She waits for me after school everyday.


Not a care in the world. "Boyfriends" come and go. Heartbreaks were non-existent.


I remember sitting in class. And our legs met each other's, entwined like lovers. You were so close I could smell your hair. It gave me such frantic butterflies. I couldn't see it then, but I understand now.. I was already starting to fall in love.


Right now, right here. I'm still in love. So stupidly in love. No wait, so bloodily stupidly idiotically dumbassed-ly in love. It's hard to get out of this mess. (I know I always sound like I hate to be in love, but face it la. You can't force love. But you can't force yourself to not love the one you love either. Though the latter is easier, you still can't. Unless you are forced to love some really hot rich prince who will promise you nothing but good sex, great shopping, and would be an awesome trophy husband. Then again, how do you not love someone who sounds as perfect as that! Ok shut up, I'm gonna close the bracket now.)


But what I've learnt is, the only person who'll be there for you regardless of anything, is your best friend. Thank you for everything love.


I just die inside when I come across one of those many many text messages filled with words I'd probably never hear again. I won't let curiosity get the better of me and make myself go through things that will make me self-depressed. Of all people, I shouldn't hurt myself.


Sometimes we have to let go of the one thing we love the most. It's one of life's greatest mysteries. But that's how you know when someone really loves you.




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Apelah kau bobal ni Yan. Sumpah merepek. Lagi satu kali kau emo emo, aku bantai kau dengan penyapu lidi. Serious.

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