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I am not a word. I am not a line. I am not a girl that can ever be defined. Don't u worry ur pretty little mind, ppl throw rocks at things that shine

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This Blog BELONG TO Qiena Abd Halim ...i just want u to know that this is My Space,My Place,My bLog,so i have right to write anything that i want,when i want that relate to my life.I'm have no intention to embarrass anyone as i do not mention ur real's name..so if you feel annoyed or don't like what i'm already posting,u can get outta here.another reminder to all reader,i'm admit that i used harsh words to express my feeling because this is me. if you hate it, just close my page and dont read it ..

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Thursday, February 11, 2010

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by Qiena Abd Halim

Sometimes, when you said you're being hurt, you are not exactly hurting that much, but sometimes, when you said you're okay and fine, that's when you're being hurt badly. You are feeling the deepest heart breaking just when you said you don't care. And when you start to care, it just doesn't matter anymore.

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