Date & Time: 16th July 2012 12.36am Monday
Location: My Room
Song Playing: Fall Out Boy - The (Shipped) Gold Standard
Mood: Hurt
Once again, i got myself hurt...Bit my lip and held back my tongue...one thing kept running in my mind....i don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone who doesn't care at all about me...It's sad....but i'm sure Allah knows what's best for me...i'm only holding on for everyone who actually cared about us....but when September comes...i'm making my own decision...i hope one day....u will realise...this game u played...no one wants to play with u anymore....
~Shahida~
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