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Fizah Norazmi
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 Fizah
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Wednesday, February 16, 2011
 im suffering from a disease. They call it,POST BREAK UP SYNDROME.
but no doubt, im at the tip of my toes and at the very top of the hill; anytime i could lose my balance and fall flat at my face. but like i said, as long as people around me stays happy, it doenst matter. im not sure if i'll survive. i could barely eat or drink. i see food, its not even tempting. me? nurfaizah is not eating? something must be very wrong. all this while, i thought people just "pretended" they cant eat when they're sad, cause i just couldnt understand; dont they feel hungry? but now, i face it too, its not that sad people "pretended" not to be hungry. i am really not hungry, sometimes the thought to eat just doesnt seem to cross my mind. but still, like i said, as long as people around me stays happy, it doenst matter. but nonetheless, i have great friends to distract myself so that i wont think too much. i might laugh very loud, smile as wide as ever, skip around looking ever so happy like as if im flying with the stars, but inside, im a mess. a huge mess. the knot in my stomach never seems to untie; it just gets tighter and tighter, and my heart is constantly aching and the need to burst is so very overwhelming but no, i'll just pretend everything is under control cause like i said, as long as people around me stays happy, it doenst matter. things might be over, but i'll never be able to forget about you. |
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i'm smiling
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