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Some point in our lives,
we will just sit down.
and think,
think about our friends,
think about our families.
---
i have reached this point in my life,
and i realized that i am blessed.
i am blessed in a way that is unique.
---
"i do not choose my friends,
i do not leave my friends,
i do not hurt my friends"
---
that's what a someone told me.
live by this 3 simple rules and you'll
be just fine.
---
but the thing is,
i broke all 3 rules.
and i guess that's why i'm
like this.
---
i'm not angry or sad,
but sometimes,
i can't help and think
what would happen if i did
some things differently,
would everything be better?
---
some say "move on"
i say "fuck you all"
---
this is life,
i have to deal with my problems.
---
and yes, eriyanti.
i am a hypocrite.
i don't even care if what you
said wasn't aimed at me,
but now it's personal.
---
"take away all these
unnecessary trouble"
---
i'm sorry, fazwan.
i'm sorry i couldn't bring the
rangers back together for you,
cos i think our friendship
was all based on lies and
HYPOCRISY.
---
and i think i said it before,
i don't intend for us to be together again.
ever.
and i fucking mean it.
---
and yeah, eri,
i'm sorry if you befriending me
has left you miserable.
i'm sorry if i always
disappoint you.
wait a minute,
that is my specialty.
and here i was thinking that
you have always been "out".
i am crap,
at least i'm a piece of crap
that is finally doing the right thing.
i actually thought you were a friend,
i guess not.
haha.
you know what, screw it,
i'm not wasting my time
blogging about people who don't give a shit.
fuck it.
and one last thing,
you're right,
you really don't have a sense of humor!
haha.
---
everything is fucking driving me fucking
insane.
---
good night,
and fuck ya'll

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