My Recent: ...You Decides~

…it’s been a while I didn’t do blogging. I was busy (and still doing busy with school stuffs). Hence I stopped visiting other blogger’s page. It’s not like what everyone thought: Lazy~ but I’m sick and feel ashamed (plus a lil envy) to all bloggers or pages that visited especially to friend’s blog. Why? The answer is SIMPLE:- I’m not as lucky as YOU are. I am the forgotten person. I’m the lamest experiences to have… ever! (Whatever~) The ugliest; the broken Medusa! The blah… blah.. blah… whatever I know u knew what am I trying to say in here. And in other words~ -_-“” I feel ashamed to say “hi, how are you?” or.. something like that to friend’s blog.. the bloggers emself.. @_@”” whatever~ coz everytimes they ask me with the same questions, I’ll surely like.. “riiight…I’m fine..” while in my life-blog-stories I AM THE LOSERY BULLSHIT BITCH!

Whatever~

Perhaps this is different …here read this.. xD

…idk im still paranoia to fucking love bullshit part.. but..

 n.. idk whatever.. he rock my world!! Yeehaa! 

n.. idk.. really.. @_@ hope this one to be.. diff.. :/ 

or else.. :/

..im juz no one.. still… 

This is Beck, the bandagedknee and the broken Medusa… :)

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….i was gonna write things that gonna make me feeling better after a decade of being someone that owez in a deep shit.. but then…

I saw my blood bleeds and it falls to the stairs~

… and I juz realized that the smells of the blood sting strongly… n it comes from each slice that I cuts

Then… while watching it wet.. n then dry.. I could c it flows out and pounding slowly from each cuts that began to dry…

Still it messes everything that I own.. like pillow-sheet, the handkerchief.. it so beautiful~  

No hard feelings.. its juz a matter of transmitting sore hearted to be on your physical part..

This is what I look like.. the ugliest, the unluckiest and etc.. bla bla bla… im owez the cursed ugly old medusa.. -_-“

Till then.. I learnt new things.. “stop being happy coz u’ll never know what might happen~ sooner or later each laughter will turns into some desert-cry..” I was there. Still.. I think I’m stuck to be there... to which it’s actually… here.. ~ 

 Tell me which when wrong..?