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I'm leavin.
Saturday, February 7, 2009

How i wish to chop my hair short.
Im just so useless to everyone. A bad daughter, friend, girlfriend.

I'm not complaining that my life is bad as if im dying in 2weeks times.
When i'm trying my best to have a good life, something bad will always happend when im about to touch happiness. Why must god still put us together? Why must we live a life like this? Why does money always have to be the reason? Why are adults are all so childish?

too many questions i've ask myself. Yet, i have no answer for everthing. Im tired of being unappreciated every single day.

Yes, alot have said that i'm a control queen, a selfish person who dont even know how to respect her own friend. I agreed with everthing they say. Like i say, i dont want to be a burden to anyone.

Too many things to think, tooo little time. I have no time make a fool of myself.
I would do anything to stay away if anyone want me to.

I got to get ready for work.
Byebye.
TAKE CARE.
assalammua'laikum

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