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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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I am purely ashamed of myself. I never liked who I really am, and till now I still can't bring myself to like myself.
With my head down so low, I can't afford doing anything else except for tearing down. For a moment I feel like slapping myself left, right, up and down. I am glad I have people around me who loves me for who I am, but I just can't find the reason why I can't love myself. Boyf, thank you for loving me all this while. But I'm sorry I can never be the perfect one for you. Just so you know I wished I am this and that so that I will never feel insecure ever again.

At this moment of time, I don't understand why am I being so emotional when I know people loves me, Boyfriend loves me. I teared out more when my mind starts mingling around with her image in my eyes. I can't help but cry when I saw her pictures. Until now, I do not understand why the fuck am I being so emotional over some bitch's past. It's hard to let things go.