AidahBurne
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Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Here's the highlight of the day. I threw out lots of years worth of memories. Back then, i thought it's nice to keep all these. and today i realised that it's just a waste of space in my cupboard. since i have them in my mind, i'll throw the physicals away. ::::::::::::  [i will never throw any of these away. maybe one day, Syirah will take Pure Bio. if she doesn't im still not throwing my favourite textbooks away. and please don't ask me why i have a baby picture of me in one of my books.]  [this is so for sale. im offering. i've never so much as spilled a single drop of ink on them! syirah, you want these for your future?]  [now, i believe this Physics textbook belongs to my dearest Baidura. i've no damn idea how it ended up in my bookcase. would you like your book back, bai?]  [ahh, a random picture. look how bare my living room is? i can't wait to redecorate it back again]  This piece of paper, sets my adrenaline rushing. If you can't read it, it says or rather, i said; " My Plans? Kill that person! For what they did. Before killing; - humiliate her/him: for spreading rumours - cut the tongue and dice it to bits: for telling lies - chop off the ten fingers (iron it first): for typing lies - record her screaming and let her hear herself in agony: for pleasure - scoop the brain and blend it. - discard body at Singapore River. " Yes, well, that was written one and a half year ago in anger. Bloody nitwit freaking imposter. Where the fuck are you dementedtorturer? I've been waiting for you. One Raya has already pass and another is approaching. I'm waiting for your apology. I'll never forget you. Never. After that despicable act you've done, that wrongful shit you did on me, you think i'm going to freaking forgive and forget? Arse, you can talk to the hand cause the face ain't home. and oh dear you, i would love to meet you. to get to know you, despite being such a damn loser, you've got the brains, huh? just to let you know, i've got one folder renamed "demented" specially just for you, my friend. wouldn't you like to know what's in it? it'll send your blood crawling if ever you set eyes upon it. :::::::::::::::: on to the brighter side of life, no scratch that. on to the more frustrating side of life, i've been trying to get this right and im still lost. hmm. not giving up. :::::::::::::::: sorry for digressing just now. for those who doesn't understand what's my relationship with that dementedtorturer freak, don't worry. I don't even know myself. Could be a friend, could be a devil with a human mask, an enemy, a fake. God knows what else it might be. i made a move at 8:24 PM
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Aidah Burne I'm staying here until you make me move |
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