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Aisyah Aini<3
The people that really know you is when they look into your eyes and know what you're feeling - an unspoken understanding - especially if you're someone who doesn't like talking:D

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Saturday, May 13, 2006
I cried in my dreams just now fer half an hour , I dreamnt the weirdest dream ever .


here's how it went , I was quarelling with mom abt somehting & I had a drawing paper & a pencil . I was quarelling with her , she went into the kitchen & I drew what happened , like how the quarelling went , like in comic strips , some stuff like tt & I in my dream I can draw really well , my mom in the kitchen & later my dad was holding a cane & I thot he was abt to cane me , but it was the otherwise .


In the dream tt really touched me me & my dad was nvr closed , so when he comforted me , it really touched me even thou it was only a dream .


then , my mom came out again & my dad disappeared ,we started to quarrel again & I drew some more & later I was awaken peacefully , not by anyone . this is now real , I saw my mom & I shut my eyes not wanting her to see my tears , cos i'm really damn sensitive & if she asks i'll cry even more . I turned the other way & still crying , when she went out i wipe my tears & went to the mirror to see whether my eyes were swollen , thank god it's not .


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