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Hi I'm Ammarah, but everyone calls me Amy. I'm not a wasted youth, I'm just making life seem easy,not.



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Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 12:53 AM

Sumpah boleh jadi gila if I read it over and over again. There are reasons why I hate being in bed at night, because of my distraught thoughts and itchy fingers. Sorry, I still can't face reality like real man. I think I'm a girl afterall, fml. (ok wtf, i just laughed at that sentence for no apparent reason, see I told you i was nuts.)

Anyway, I really don't know if I should delete it. But at least it'll prevent me from reading it.At the same time, I'm apprehensive with that decision because it's the most memorable "physical" memory that I actually am left with. This is fucking my mind so bad. Dear (useless)blog see you in a week.