Cocaine, never combine with heroin. will fuck you up for life

after i finish write this post, i might delete all blog i've posted.
i'm sick of em all.

this one gonna be the the longest. i promise
so here's the deal. listen to me, shut you F-ing mouth up and i'm gonna tell you something

here some of my favorite posts.

Jumat, 2009 Mei 01

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. "

Selasa, 2009 Februari 24

at the end.........
i promised you to show the result right? and the result is...the Princess killed herself right when she realized how much she love her Cocaine and needed him and she found out that her Cocaine was married by the other girl. her heart was broken and there's nothing that could help to fix her fucking broken heart, she thought that suicide is the best way to take. so she took a gun, and shot her head. she wrote a note before she passed. it says:

"Dear My Lovely WTF"

i just realized how much i really need you and love you,

you're my Cocaine,

I'm too addicted to you, i would do everything just to have you on my blood,

when i found out that you've been married by the other girl,

i just can't believe why you let me down and left me alone,

i wish i weren't alive, than have to pretend that everything is alright,

seeing you holding hand with the other hand,

not mine.

you're my Cocaine,

you can make me feel amazing and kill me at the same time,

it's just too unpredictable,

it happened so fast and i can't hold on my fingers anymore,

so i pulled the trigger and the bullet hit me,

i destroyed at seconds,

i knew everything is wrong

but you make everything's gone right

i can see you from the cloud,

and it's the only way that can make me smile,

i don't know why i keep writing this pain,

my fingers can't stop typing,

and my eyes can't stop dropping its tears,

so, i have to stop this drama,

byekisses, loves, and hugs.

your dearest heroine, Affyeaheroine"

yeah, i know this is dumb, but idfrc anymore. gaaaah

yeah, that's two of my favorite all time post.

growing up, is not all 'that' easy, holding out is the same. you could be borned. but to be a 100-years man is something impossible. same as in High School

you can be easily to become a student, but to be a popular kid? youve got to be a so-not-you

and when you reach the top of caste in society. why you have to be sweet? be mean!

i mean, when you got something you want, just do what you want

because i know, to reach the top, there are so much things you've given, immolation.

don't be scared for being mean, as long as you want it.

and yeah, i'm thingking about the new URL.

i'm sick of this teribble blog.

BYE BITCH

xoxo,

affyeaheroine