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hey :) the name is amalina but im cool with mali.
or whatever nice.
im pretty laid-back.
im never serious.
haha well yea so get annoyed.
im a kid at heart, maybe a hippie too.
talk to me.
get to know me.
only then you can judge me.
:)
roar!
yesterdays
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Sep 29, 2010
hey

remember when we used to get high together?
when we would laughed at every single thing nevertheless how unfunny they were? when we thought that we were the few coolest crowd left on this earth when the truth is, we were lamer than the lamest?
remember when we used to spent hours on ym playing tic-tac-toe and you would let me win every single game?
remember how we used to be on the phone from midnight till morning, telling each other everything sweet and nice?
remember when you used to look me in the eyes and gave me your dorkiest smile ever and i looked back at you and told you "i love you".
and and
remember when it was so easy for me to say those three words simply because i only had one reason to do so.
you.
remember when you used to be my everything?

i often ask myself,
have i really got over you? if so, why did i, for a little while, still care about you, in the sense that, i got jealous for every flirty comments you get on your myspace, i still asked you whether youve eaten or not, and i'd get concerned over your unhealthy choice of food.
but, after a while too,
can i ask you the same?
have you forgotten me already? because it seems like you have and believe me,
im happy knowing that youve moved on. but, what saddens me is,
your breaking your promises that you made to me. over and over, and over again.

when we first met, you told me that i was special.
but you made a confession that your love for me was not as conclusive.
when we had our first problem, you told me that you wont do it again.
but you lied to me.
when you dumped me, you told me that it was you, not me.
but you changed your story and blamed me for not being there for you.
when we have broken up, you told me that i could always have you because we would be the best of friends in the world.
but your girlfriend hates me and just like that,
i lost you again.

i very much want to tell you,
that all i ever did was loving you. nothing more, nothing less.
you're still a part of me- i had you when i first knew what love really is. i grow with you by my side.
how could you left just like that and for years, what you did has haunted me.
you wouldnt know all these, would you?
because to you,
im nothing but just another one of your girls who you apparently loved a little more than the others.
and you must have thought that i really am okay with everything just because im all smiles and with this brave suit on, im invincible.

dear you, the person who still have my heart,
im weak and you make me even weaker. you were the one who actually never there for every time i needed you, and you still are.
im not mad. ive got no reason to be mad at you.
what more could i do when your feeling for me was gone, right?
but why did you come back and made the same mistake again?
the truth is, at least to me,
you are a heartless person.
i dont care if your feeling for me now is super real. that just wont cut the fact that you have someone right now and youre pretty much cheating on her by telling me all these now.

youre still the same. and im sorry for that.

x