d o n u t s

narcissistic
mode on


Syarah Afiqah
rain. clouds. balls of gas burning million af years away. shiny street lamps. lavender. hand sanitisers. beaches. chocolate. mocha. books. songs. writing emoistic craps. ice-cream. daffodils. sunflowers. hogwarts. slytherin. egg tarts. cream puffs. sprite. ribena. the doctor. sleeping. decreasing world suck.

affiliates
hello everyone

Azyan [yan]
Imran [dad]
FarizMokti [mok]
Zaki [kotak]
Sarah [sapir]
Liyana [lily]
Aishah [echa]
DianaZainal [deee]
Manul [luqman]
AlaqAsyikin [alaqbushukXD]
WahidahWahid [waweeee]
HooisheueKhoo[jas]

archives
scary flashbacks

December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
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December 2009
January 2010
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November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
March 2011
April 2011
July 2011
August 2011
September 2011
February 2012
March 2012

I'm going away; I'm going my way
Friday, July 29, 2011
(Finally it's my time
To be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can't wait )

But he said, "Slow down, slow down
Think it over, we've all got wretched closets
Silly girl, pride kills more than aids
Lately."

I said, "Come on
I've thought it over,
I don't wanna die here,
I have no desire to get married."

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