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hello, my name is charmaine.
this is my blog and i get to write whatever i want,
whenever i feel like to.
too bad if your fugly actions and thoughts appear here
if you're not happy, jolly well fuck off
because nobody told you to come here.
i urge you to think twice before spamming or leaving a comment
enjoy readers!




Wednesday, April 02, 2008
to be honest,
i'm not sure of my feelings towards you.
the whole thing started when you got your lil secrets
and you told me some. we shared secrets and became closer than usual.
i used to detest you like anything but somehow,
you make me change my impression towards you.
it has been a year and 8 months that i'm stuck here.
the same spot and hasn't been moving on.
may be i was just lying to myself
and was only in love with your memory.
but, idk. i really miss you like
those memories were just yesterday.
it just didn't matter how tough the road i've walked.
because i know at the end of the road, i'll see you.
and thats why it didn't matter.
i just don't know how to express it all out.
and can only do it here because i'm not good at talking.
may be not typing or writting,
but i feel better here.

and Z babe, cheer up and always takecare!
no matter what, life do goes on.
smile always! we are always here.
:DDDDDDDDDDDD