Kamis, 31 Desember 2009
00.21
 An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves
i want it's going fast, to do new resolutions.
still no call for him, his motive is obvious: sex. this is what i called broken heart. this is what i frightened of. heartbreak. well he's a rockstar, no one can blame him. 
this is me once again,
shattered into pieces. 
like someone said, "without you the days are moanday, tearsday, wastedday, thirstday, frightday, SHATTEREDDAY, sadday"