you should go DIE !

what i have to expect for all of you ?! nothing !
dont you feel superior with what you get now
i never forgive you all time long !
youre just fucking disgusting son of the bitch !
its ok if you feel better, but one thing you have to remember :
YOU DONT HAVE CONTROL OF MY LIFE ! SO STOP DISTURBING ME !

did you think that you better ?
prove me asshole !
maybe you hppy now. but remember you will get WORST !
I SWEAR GOD !

nite in march 2nd - 3rd

      we're fight cause of simple thing. i just get angry for a while cus he said that was kidding. Ok no problem, i gave him some drink, he said 'hell no !'. what ? he get angry with me ?

he wanna sleep, and always bother me, and make me in trouble -_-

     he slap my lips, OMG ! IT'S BLEED ! he's not feel enough yet. he push power on my laptop and make it turn off. i bothered of that. I'm facing him, and i hit him ! who's will be just quiet if someone hurt her/him ? no one ! so i just defends.

     He never stop! He keep talking with me, humble me. So which human will excited to your story man ? he push the button (again!). I'm so sad, i cry ! I cry at the corner of my bed, close my ear so i can't hear anything. My mouth wishpered "I can't do anything, ALLAH do,  ALLAH will avenge it, only ALLAH who understand me, ALLAH will avenge it, ALLAH will avenge it"

     He hear me, he cuddles me, he want me to stop. I dont care, i keep crying, i keep swearing, and then he said "my chest is hurt", but i still dont care. He lay down, holding on his chest tightly. He bear the pain. I got panic !

   "I cant feel my feet, I cant drive my hand, my chest is so hurt, my breath is STOP honey, where's my mom ? where's my dad ? where's isal ? where's mputh ? he said that while crying loudly

   "Dont make noise honey, help me, youre gonna get well, i promise you. Say with me "astagfirullaaaahhh"

     I hold him tightly, im so bloddy scared, i try to not cry as well. OMG ! what happened with him ? I rub hi chest and make a pray, i pull his eyes to stay open. I want him to staring me. I dont wanna lose him !

    "where's dipo ?" he said

    "I'll call him, but you must be well"

     Few moments later, he get better. He can breath as well, he can move his hand, he can feel his feet, i feel relieved. I wanna call my brother, but i want him to stay awake. He promise me. I wake my brother, and i ask him to meet him in the room. I make glass of tea.

    Thanks God, alhamdulillah... when i come to my room, he can sit. Im so happy

    ALHAMDULILLAH, but how is that happen ?

wed, march 2nd 2011

yesterday and today is unspeakable

we're fights ! we're cry ! and we sleep in cudles !

because of tutu and laptop haha

fuckin trashy right ?

so i dont know how to facing him (again)

'dont too often open facebook and twitter'

'also youtube !