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one step at a time

days grow longer and as the time goes by, things are taking their change. anyways , im Rafidah Bte M.Nasir . 15 years old . presents on 15 December :) live . laugh . love .

wish list

Lose weight .
but always cannot make it :(

heart talking



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Jeslyn♥
Syidah♥
Erina♥
Nazihah♥
Adam♥
Hadi♥
Ferra♥
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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Hi assalamualaikum :)
Life is not about who you love and who you hurt . It's about keeping your trust . It's about what you say and what you mean . It's about judgements you pass and why . It's about jealousy , fear and revenge . But mostly of all it's about using your life to touch or poison other peoples hearts in a way that could have never have occured alone .
I hate myself for always giving the best of me to the people who treat me the worst .
You can’t waste time over missing something in the past . Life changes , people grow up and grow apart , and you accept that . Sometimes , you still can’t stop thinking of how good it used to be . Don’t be afraid you’ll never experience something like it again , be afraid you’ve already lived it and already lost it .

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