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Driver

name:Jhoi Lerum
birth day:26th of may
age:nineteen
she can be aloof and very cold
patience was NEVER her virtue
skeptical and undecided
reckless and candid
dreamt of being a killer/assassin
a bum that loves sleep
keeps her friends close
and enemies unnoticed
explosive and violent
harsh and untammed

big fan of:
popsicle
strawberries & peaches
coffee is an addiction.
stars
Coelho's novels
Bruce Wayne/ Batman
Warhols' pop art
expressive photographs
Y E L L O W
Italian f o o d
Grey's Anatomy
ParaMORE
(ulk emo.)
Chuck Bass - i love
Steven Hyde - i adore
and and...
G O D - my all

she hates: arrogance.


L O V E me or H A T E me,
i S T I L L matter.

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Strawberry Swing - Coldplay


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Saturday, November 3, 2007

can't think of a title 9:58 PM


happy death day for me...

sem break is nearly over but i'm still me. i am still the old ambiguous me. actually from the start i already know what i want but im having a hard time because that "thing" is so far away from me. i tried not to need anything/anybody. i've tried to be independent as i could. but things and thoughts still bother me.

i want to blame you for every thing. i want to blame you for every hardship i am going through right now because if you were just right here things wouldn't be this difficult. i want to blame you for making me miss you so much because if you were just right here i wouldn't feel this tormenting feeling. i want to blame you for every single thing! i want to just cry because i couldn't even decide for my own life. not without you. i'm trying to convince myself that if i go run and push my self farther away things will go much more easy, but we both know that it's just another problem trying to conceal the other problem...

i want to blame you so hard for you to go run chase me. i could only stop blaming you if you could make this feeling, the feeling of loving you, stop. but i guess i'd rather blame you all i want and see what fate awaits for both of us as a surprise.

oh fcuk waiting and patience! it will go and make me crazy.pff.

You are everything i wanted,
and more...