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About Me



DONT TALK ABOUT ME. TALK TO ME.
DONT LISTEN ABOUT ME BUT LISTEN TO ME.
I DONT CARE WHAT IS SAID ABOUT ME.
IM A NICE PERSON. GET TO KNOW ME BEFORE YOU EVER JUDGE ME.

I am a poet..
I’m a lyricist..
I’m insane..
I’m a freak..
I’m fucking weak..
I’m just me..
And I’m not you..

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Hazliana Adinda

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My Blog

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Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 01:44:00 GMT

My Celebrity Look-alikes

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Posted by on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 13:34:00 GMT

kenyataan apakah ini??

"kalau boy handsome pendiam gurl akan cakap:: wow, cool giler... kalau boy tak handsome pendiam gurl akan cakap: eh perasan bagus... kalau boyhandsome wat jahat gurl akan kata: nobody's perfect kalau ...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 03:38:00 GMT

celaka dia

bersembunyi dia...dibalik tembuk runtuhan gapai dia...seketul dua untuk senjata berlari dia... "dia datang lagi...." "celaka israel itu" "rumahku...ladangku" "celaka israel itu" "dungu israel itu" "is...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 05:50:00 GMT

the death of the innocent

 I went to a party, Mom, I rembered what you said.You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.I didn't drink and drive, Mom, e...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 05:46:00 GMT

khilaf aku..atau bodoh ku..

berpaling lagi akumenggapaigapai menjauhmenguap setapaksetapakmemasang tabir gelap menjadib a t uarang gulita pun ditabur menyalasinggasana kebodohan digelar menjadi gundah gulana entah karena apa m...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 05:42:00 GMT

b.l.i.n.d

Another place I find to escape the pain inside You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Deeper and de...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 05:34:00 GMT

over the hills and far away

They came for him one winter's night.Arrested, he was bound.They said there'd been a robbery,his pistol had been found.They marched him to the station house,he waited for the dawn.And as they led him ...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 22:11:00 GMT

Riddler

Riddler, Riddler ask me whyThe birds fly free on a mackerel skyAsk me whither goes the windsWhence the endlesstick-tick stream beginsMake me guess if the Earth is flat or roundSet a quessing if fantas...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 22:01:00 GMT