-UNTITLED.

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Why me?

its ade
already 20.
fight for it.
its stil gonna b mine
yea it is.

I wish for..

cash

mini coupe

more commission

relax-time

~~new job~~

Memories.

February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007

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July04
Aug04
Sept04
Oct04
Nov04
Dec04
Jan-Mar'05
Apr-Jun05
Jun-Sep05
Oct-Feb06
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Breaking the Silence.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

mon to fri.... stupidity routine job... wats worst?... i am quite sick of it already... spoke to angeline, AFC from previous job... asked if i will go back... i very much wanted to say yes... but i want to try to stand tis till my limits... althiugh everytime i c the fuked up face or should i say faces... they kill me slowly... and each time i boil... it gets worse...

wats more... on top of all this... everything else is a burden... a huge burden... how come wat i wanted seems so far... and to think i have to think twice now... tats y all the while i wanted to be alone... without any1... yes no1... who to fuk cares abt loneliness?... who needs a fren or any1 thats not true... like wat i say... even ur closest u cant trust... even the closest chose not to trust u from the very start... its a 2way kinda thing... but nothin in tis way is ever 2 way... every1 is selfish.... even gods... they vie for every1 believe isnt it... and in the end... violence may occur... whether they like it or not... sacrifices... killings... whats the point of praying when u kill?... its jus stupid... the world is nv a peaceful place... not to mention... wat nature brings along other than beauty is disasters...

u gain but u oso lose.

Why do this to me?
Saturday, May 27, 2006

u knew it
if u've meant to let me noe
it shld've been done.
so dont come knockin at my door
to tell me it all now.
and thats a simple because,
i dont wish to hear abt it.
u gave me the headaches n heartpains.
its over.
its too late.

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