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I know my blog is dead. Rarely, or never has pictures. I blog boring stuffs. Still, I love to blog eventhough I know there might even be nobody reading my blog. Oh well, I blog to express anyway. Not to impress.
So if you find my blog is boring and lame or too emo, dont bother criticising because I wont give a shit about it.

Siaaal, siaaal. Mulot kau memang macam cibai.
I am in the mood of kicking people's ass. Especially you. Haha. I know you dont know me, and I've never seen you before. But I know how you look like and I know your name. Even the slightest things about you makes me sicked. I dont know what you are, cause you never fail to haunt me and you love to make me think unstraight. If only I had a chance to find you, somewhere, anywhere, I think I want to skin you alive then bury you deep deep so that I know you wont come back to haunt me. Or maybe dont kill, torture seems nice too. Fucking shit you think I fucking care who you're with. Its just because of you, just you. That made me sicked through all the days thinking and wondering silly things, you're the cause of it. If only you dont exist.


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