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every night.
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I cry ; because I couldn’t take it anymore. I cry ; because I break down. I run for miles ; because I want pretend like I’m running away.
I swim laps over and over again ; because I’m frustrated. I play squash for hours ; because the pain of my permanent injury help me think of my own pain.
I cry because for once, I could no longer find any strength to left myself up.
Talking to Syafiq - whether it’s on Whatsapp or Twitter - makes me smiles and reminisce about all those time.
Those ‘Like A Boss’ moments when we were twelve and cross our arms and just sit back on the chair. And if someone asks us, we’ll answer “Chill bro. Chill.” Thinking about it makes me laugh.
I was suppose to head out with him but sadly, calculus was in the way. I wanted to test that handsome boy’s driving today.
Yes, childhood best friend. You are very handsome. (Dah boleh kembang) ;)
This is the reason why, I love this boy so much. Yaay to the childhood best friend! :))
Words can’t describe how much I miss you though. Thanks ‘chill’ boy (:
Me? You’re blaming me?
Oh I’m sorry. I was the one who was being taken granted of. And how in the world does that make me the bad guy here?!
You have successfully just showed everyone that you really are a jerk.
*claps*