Thursday, September 17, 2009
8:49 PM
What is love.?
Lolla.
:D
Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.
Love is like quicksilver in the hand.
Leave the finger opens and it stays.
Clutch it, and it darts away.
I was never once to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them
together again, and tell myself that the mended hole was as good as new.
What is broken, its broken~
And, I'ld rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken
places as long as I lived.
Apart from that, I've been feeling rather restless.
Which I knew why.
Duhh~
Someone silently patronizing me.
A rather sarcasm conversation I've had.
Though I was fiasco,
I'ld still gave this person a second chance.
With random riddles and poems,
It turned the person to be an idiot.
`Cause flings doesn't go for me.
With such fools I've been treated.
And, unconditionedly unstable patience I've had,
As a result,
This person apologized to me.
What a tragic failure you are.
*Lol*.
:D
That meant to say ;
Don't jugde a book by it's cover.
Duhhh~
At a short notice,
The taste of cake rolls was perfect.
Alhamdulilah.
Thank you.
(:
We'll be
break-fasting at Arnold's tomorow.
jack is invited.
So, see ya!
:D
I'mma end it here.
Too much craps.
Lalala~
There's no one like you.
Labels: Love lockdown.
