I cried that night. It hurts, again.
I made a promise not to fall in love.
I made a promise not to ever cry for a guy again.
I hate myself.

Others may not understand how i felt.
Why i do not accept another relationship.
How can i trust again when i had been hurt once and my dad is a player himself.
I always see my mum crying.
I don't wanna be in her shoe.

I'm just protecting myself.
Is that wrong.
I meant every word and action i said and did, but to you, it all seems fake.
It hurts.
And that's probably all i can say..

Alexis Grace
Jun Jun [called by my family members only since young]
2 December 1989
I'm living in my own world. I'm a lazy, evil-mouth (changing in process), and emotional person.


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Idols : BoA

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Hello. Grace Here. I'm 19 this year. I love dancing, singing, and gossiping, and i hate studying. I'm always making contradiction about life and stuff. So once again, welcome to my blog and if any of my entry pisses you off, or perhaps, i am the one who pisses you off, then make this the last time you come to the blog. You can still choose to come though. Aiya, anything lah (T.T)
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