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boo.

my name's zoe lee (:

currently studying business economics and finance in NOTTINGham.

i'm 21! goin' on the big TWO-TWO :D
and i'm from kuching!

I think I am pretty normal for a nineteen year old. I fall down a lot, laugh a lot, hide a lot of things from people and all those other things.

What about you?

Psalm 23 ♥


You can mail me at:
zoegal@hotmail.com
faith.life.zoe@gmail.com
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put ur dingdong in the ayer
-Hui Na

If you HATE me then God bless you (:

Sunday, December 20, 2009
Dear YOU,

They said I've gained weight.
Maybe it's cause I'm happier.
I don't have to starve myself for you anymore.
I don't have to try so hard to make YOU happy anymore.
I am seriously better off without you.
I USED to love you.
I USED to miss you.
I just don't anymore.
I'm sorry for hurting you.
You can tell everyone that it's all my fault.
Make everyone hate me, cause I seriously don't give a flying finger anymore.
I am happier and life is WAY better without you.
I hope yours is too.

You gave me too many restrictions, too little freedom.
Paranoia got the best of you.
And it nearly killed me too.
I remember cutting myself and screaming in my sleep whenever you were angry at me.
You were my own personal ghost.
One which would continue to haunt me, day and night.
Yes, everything was perfect.
But perfect just isn't right.
I lost myself in this relationship.

You were good in manipulation.
You twisted me in many different ways.
And I was your own toy; too foolish, too stupid and too naive to question your actions.
YOU were happy in that relationship.
I was left to suffer.
I was dying, drenched in my own pool of blood.
Yet you never came to my rescue.
Everything I sacrificed for you meant nothing.
NOTHING AT ALL.

I feel sick whenever I look at you.
YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS.
They have turned me into this BITCH that I am today.
Bitch.
That's what I'm called amongst you and your friends, ain't it?
Well, this BITCH has moved on and is no longer afraid of you.
Cry and scream all you want.
I'm not going back to the arms of a LIAR.
never again.