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Siti Nurshila
SHILALA
Swinging Single.
Love?
Not any time soon, i'll wait for the right time & right one. (:
This is where i pen down all my thoughts, and almost everything about my life.
I'm not perfect.
i have my flaws too.
But i try to be the best for myself and others.
Yes! Yes!
I live my life to the very fullest.
But i do not neglect the man above and the people around me.
Oh Oh Yea !!
And I don't care if you hate me or bitch bout me, cause your just making me famous, baybeh.
Thanks for visiting my blog. Good day readers~. (:
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Note To Self

Pray to god, shila. Study now, have fun later. Bear with it, time will fly very fast. Do it for your mom,shila.

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♥ Saturday, October 11, 2008
how do i breathe?
12:04 AM

How Do I Breathe - Mario




i never felt this way before, never in my 15 years of life.
i always get over things, quickly. but i don't know why, this time its different.
i miss him like so fucking much, so much that i shed tears each time i remember him.
why must this happen? i don't get it.
i know everything happened for a reason.
maybe, its the best for us.
but what could ever be the best than getting hurt like this?
do we really need to go separate ways? just because of 3rd party?
your smile, your laughter, the way you look at me, those piggey backs.
all of it, linger on my mind right now. i don't want to be in this situation.
i have been crying like 4 fucking days, before i sleep, when i woke up.
when i listen to my mp3, even going out with friends, silly me! i cried!!
how's that ? coooooooooooooooooooool shit uh right?