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*Sharifah/Shassy/ShinHyunHyo:
A fifteen year-old volleyball player/korean learner.
True Fact; I daydream a lot & I'm curious about everything.
"Life is not about being judgmental." Best viewed in safari.
inspirations by flagorneur


Friday, October 2, 2009
-DOLEFUL.

"What do you do? When everything is broken?
What do you say? When no words fit the moment?
'Cuz you're not here and even if you were
All I could say is what do I do?
We're broken but I can't throw us away"








HAIIIIIIQEEEL!!!!!! <3



DARLENEEEEE! <3







IRSYAAAAAAD! <3



NAZIRAHHHHHH! <3



FIRST. I LOVE SYAHFIQ'S BLONDE HAIR.
SECOND. I AM FUCKING FUCKING FUCKED UP CONFUSED.
okay fuck, i shall stop capsizing it now. hah.
(sorry bout my fucked up face though, i hadn't had the fucking mood to smile properly)
well, I STILL FUCKING LOVE THEM ALL.


well, i didn't even had a good day today. like seriously, everything was fucking messed up.
fuck, seriously.
i messed up malay paper one. fuck that.
paper two was fucking okay.
i went home and got changed to go out for raya outing today.
i was fucking rushing like fuck. but it's alright.
we didn't quite planned where to go and spent a long time at shaq's house.
headed to houses, walked and it fucking fucking hurts.
that it happened. at haziqa's house? i laughed and cried at the same fucking time.
not trying to make it fucking obvious.
and no, not tears of fucking joy. the fucking opposite of joy. melancholy.
i told naddy to fucking ring me up and even she didn't fucking believed it. hah. obviously.
i was fucking lost and didn't knew why and i was fucking quiet the whole time.
fucked up ruined sia.
well, i wanted to elaborate about today's raya outing but fuck lah.
i'm crashed and burned. hah. i've no fucking mood to fucking talk about it.
i'm still going for tomorrow's outing though.
haiqel's bringing syaril cause a certain someone isn't fucking coming, anymore.
why the fuck must this happen, today?
anger? hah fuck no. i don't know. i've only the word fuck in my mind.
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON SIAAAA.