Addicted to memories

 

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Today was the Third December in 2015, and I was very proud that hahhaa finally I get update this blog.Other than that, please ignore my baddas language here.

If you scroll down or click the back button, you'll find that this entry was the only in the 2015. HAHHHAHAAH. No, actually its not, because all of them was delete by me. Sebab tahun ni aku update entry paling mengarut sekali, atas sebab berlakunya kematangan dan hormon dan bla-bla-bla, dan segala yang muhasabah. 

And not forget to WELCOME my friends that was invite by me to read this blog, sebab selalunya stranger buddies je baca, ni aku nak acah acah rasmi blog, puii. Korang teruskan lah baca entri aku sampai zaman bayi aku kay, you'll find that Im growing up with different person in ME, hahaha Im serious. So, jangan terkejut tengok entri lama aku. Sebab aku pun terkejut kay, PUBERTY HIT ME. *someBOOINGcrowded*

By the way nak suggest entri, bacalah:

-Hate the child.

-Berani kau kata tuhan ada anak.

-When shit eat you.

-New spirit of young girl.

When shit eat you.

Hello everybody, maybe this picture get this entry some worst, but I gonna tell you all about what I had realize about ego people. As my life has working in fifteen years, I had face almost of kind things and kind of people. The very major is EGO people. Im not talking about my enemies or my friends or other people, because Im talking about myselft too.

EGO. The only requirement to destroy any relationship.

EGO. Keep us from saying things we really need to say like "I LOVE YOU, I MISS YOU, IM SORRY"

EGO. Make people think they're big. BIG. big. --"

EGO really make me feel worst everyday, everytime. Not only me, but also you, them, he, she. Because It's not actually we are, because we are not ego. Humans not ego, they are naturally.

 LET's START.

Never believe it

 Pieces of my heart start to not believe it.

From little to the big one, i found that my heart turn to lion.

Idon't know why.

There was a fire in my soul too.

Oh myy, what i must do. People start to say, 

"It's hard to control you"

Today, on 16 September, Im gonna tell you.

From my last entry in March until now, too much sick of life that i can't write. Too messy and full in my heart.

Im so tired to bear it.

Mamamia.