Monday, July 13, 2009 ♥


get me get me get me.
for my seventeenth,please get me..
a cake(since i always don't get a cake..)


a bohemian skirt.


weave bags(ive been trying to get my hands on these for sooo long.always no money one.budet.)


chunky bangle.gold plated please.


prada lg phone.
its not just a phone,its PRADA.





coach canvas tote bag.
pretty right????????
i want can?



btw,on the way home,an ugly man stepped on my toes.
now its fucking painful and has a blister on it.
say sorry also like no use.
say half-heartedly.
stupid ass.

then while walking,these two minahs-no-future walked pass us.
stared at us like trying to pick up a fight.
i was raring to.
please lorr.
you effing stick thin.
then want fight with me.
i think i weigh 23456754 times heavier than you lah.
assuming,shes very light lahh.
not i very heavy.
then your eyebrows like knnccb.
dont overuse your shaver can?
let the brows grow,losers.
then got tattoos some more.
please lahhhh.
i like tattoos okay.
your tattoos are miserable.
some more,looks as if you asked your friends to help you draw for free,or maybe for sexual repayments(im bitchy,i know).
it was a spade in a box.
then you tattoed your face.
in the first place,your face wasnt pretty enough to begin with.
tattoo-ing it didnt make it any prettier.
idah called them people with no hope.
maybe you dropped out of pri school coz you cant cope with basic maths.
boohoohoo.
no wonder people look down on malays lahh.
*rolls eyes till clock strikes 12.

keh im done.
im still cursing that man who gave me the blister.


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