ignorance.is.a.feminine.virtue

Fucking mad....

FARK.

More specifically...

FUCK.

I AM SO DAMN MAD!! WHAT THE FUCK!

WHY D HELL MUST PEOPLE TALK BEHIND MY BACK?????

IF U WAN TO TALK, TALK IN FRONT OF ME. LET ME SEE WHAT YOU KNOW!! COS U PEOPLE KNOW NOTHING!!!!!!!!

My life is my life. It's between me and Abang Zul and Obek Ara and Mama. The past remains in the past ok. Both of us are all grown-up and we are each looking for our own life partners. I'm happy that he already planned to marry that girl and I'm happy that I've found someone perfect.

Bibik-bibik...you people don't know anything. I never tell you a single thing that happened between me and Abang Zul. Why the hell do you want to cook things up??? No wonder that girl thinks that Abang Zul is cheating on her. If he's cheating on her with me, means I'm cheating on Hatta. But I'm not. I want to be with Hatta...why must I want to cheat on him???

I love someone else ok. And he loves someone else. The feeling between the both of us, no longer exists. I just don't like it when you people start to open up ur big fat arse and talk nonsense.

The more I think about this farking immature thingy, the more I want to vomit blood. I'm not going to be happy with you all. Mama is very very very very very MAD at you people. First, she's going to kill that girl. Next she's going to chop your heads off.

This means one thing, I won't introduce my boyfriend to any of you people.

Mind your own business.

QueenLiyn@19:46

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