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my fake smile
Sunday, February 8, 2009

What could i say more? What could i ask more?

isit so damn fucking hard for you to understand my fucking attitude. All these time i did everything sincerely, from deep deep, bottom of my heart. Yes, just because of my attitude I would end my 8-years friendship. And yes, because of this attitude Everyone hated me since.

My heart hurts alot when you say that and this to me. How hard it takes for me to accept those words that come out from your mouth.

I really cant accept it if you say i treat you like shit.
I cant accept that, im such a selfish girl that always been there when you always needed.

I'm useless. I'm rude. i never respect others.

And i will not be appreciated by anyone from now on. Fake smile, Has been installed in myself. Thanks alot for everything.

p/s
Why do you even care to stay with me, while your heart have drifted apart.
since that day.

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