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Mysara's ♥
i'm your soul.

Your photo here.

Mysara, 17, a complicated teenager.

strike out.

There's more to me than meets the eye, and i don't need you to be the judge of that.

hearts talking.



alternative exits.

Acoi
Aini Yazurin
Aisyah Pahmi
Allya Syafiqah
Ashee
Dewi
Divya
Farah Rosni
Intan Ezzety
Jeremy
Maryam
Mee
Mei
Micha
Muqriz;brother
Myra;sister
Raihunt
Sarah Ibrahim
Shamim
Shari Elis
Syahirah Afiqah
Tiara Goodier
Tina Aisha


my days, not yours.

August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009

thank you.

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Friday, June 12, 2009

" I died inside, I'm a shell outside, a ghost in my eyes "


Nothing feels right, everything seems so wrong .. Decisions have been made, but i'm still having 2nd thoughts, no wait, scratch that, 100th thoughts. This nagging thought has been in my head since day 1 up till today, and i've been here for over a month. I know that i still have a chance to make things right, to make my regrets go away, but how can i do that without being concern about my parents' feelings? I love them too much to make them be dissapointed again. I could at least try right?


I need to leave.

I need to just somehow run away.

I'm not worthy.I've done irreversible things.

I need guidance.

I just need someone who knows me. Who does anymore? Even I don't.


It's a good thing i have you , baby. Or else, i don't know what i'll become. You're the only thing that keeps me sane.


9:16 PM