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Yes, we're Fucked.

Damn.. I really really missing someone. But I think I told him already, but Gosh, I really afraid I could scare him away. But I miss him!

So here am I. In my not so cozy bed, Sunday evening.. with my old time brother Slash. If 'he' is here, I would sing him this one

I dont have plans and schemes
And I dont have hopes and dreams
I dont have anything
Since I dont have you

And I dont have fond desires
and I dont have happy hours
And I dont have anything
Since I dont have you

Ahh just a blue Sunday evening alone. The song takda mengena pun. He never walked out on me, not obligated anyway. But I miss him. Should I tell him again? or is it cuz I am all alone now? No. I miss him. Ahh. Stupid me.



I feel like having Starbucks then.



Hushgirl currently listening to : since I dont have You | Guns N Roses

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