I'm the anon that stalks on you. I'm the anon that insults you. I'm the anon that gives you crappy advice. I'm the anon that you fight with. I'm the anon that talks true shits. And I'm the anon that you didn't know.
BTW, just because the layout is pink, it doesn't mean I like pink.
21 September 2010
9:48 PM 0 Comments
FR: Muaz, you're my brother from another mother
Me: Don't follow him, he's not your brother.
"If you heard the ceramah before, you wouldn't speak to us like that"
No offence but I don't understand why you said that.
I don't know anything these days and it's two weeks before PMR. Great ain't it? Life I mean. Isn't life great? What's wrong with me? I'm going to sleep.
I'M SCARED. I'M REALLY SCARED. And it's not mainly because of PMR.