it is just so wrong, but it feels so right

confession time.
i am finally thankful that no one gives a hoot about my blog lol
i can write whatever i want, but i still dont want to talk details
people might have a clue what im talking bout
and i dont want that, not now, not yet
..
since even i have no clue whats going on with me
scary huh?
(man i hate talking to myself)

*daddy is listening to amitabachan with ma mum*
* i can hear nunu's gate*
*chatting with ami, cheered up abit, thanks home girlz*

uuuh where do i begin?
"if its not there anymore, then just let it be over, please"
thats all i think i can say

it doesnt make much sense to u guys, i know
but it does to me

aaaah i think i need ma putput
is she still mad at meeeez?

i feel like a jerk
well this has nothing to do with putput anymore
i dont want to be a jerk!
jerks are jerky

i shouldve just stuck to what i believed in

ps: yeah yeah my gate is gone lol
pps: and so are half of panic at the disco x.x