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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.

owner Once bitten, twice shy Life has always been a huge roller coaster ride for me, full of ups and downs, making me start to get tired of it. I feel like getting love drunk, falling into this beautiful dream and not coming out to face the reality. Ibniputra's Syahidah

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Too much thinking hurts my brain. But when will my mind ever stop thinking? The answer is, when I die.
I've always been making mistakes, and I'm sicked of it. No doubt, I am sicked of myself every single day for all types of reasons. I'm losing back all the self-confidence, everything. I'm starting not to recognise myself. I hate it, I hate everything. I thought I can cope, but I'm wrong. I am still very weak in this I have to say. I never want to see myself ending up like last time. I know I sound fucking emotional, but I cant help it anymore. I hate myself and no one will ever understand how it feels like to always be someone useless, pathetic, self-centred, and insignificant like me...