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Sebuah gambar buatannya di dalam catatan ku, sebelum kami putus.

Sebuah gambar buatannya di dalam catatannya, setelah kami putus.

Well, sebelum di tenggelamkan gue udah tenggelam duluan kok, hahaha. Sisi positif: Gambarnya di catatanku lebih bagus dan berwarna :)

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Emptiness is killing me. Hits my face like the moon crashes the sun. Make a lonely ton of pain. So I gotta run, pick up my shotgun, and shoot everyone I hate to, intimidate everyone I love to, and knock everyone I don't want to. Ask them to end this show. Eeeny, meeny, miny, moe... . Fuck life. Fuck liars around me. Fuck noise. Fuck love.

All I need is some happiness. So I could stop to write this fucking words and fucking use it in everyfuckingwhere in this fucking sentence.

I hate when people say I am not happy. For me, happiness is a thing secretly combined with thousands of unfulfilled expectations. Unfilled, not yet. And I'm sure one day will be reached before the day that I die.

Or should I ask my parents to kill me now? They'd be glad to.