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I have a fear of commitment. I have a fear of loving people even though I ain't afraid to express my love for them. Why? Simple.

I DON'T WANNA GET HURT AGAIN.

And I'm not just talking about BGRs. I'm also talking about friendships and stuff. I just don't wanna go through the whole agonizing process of losing the ones I love due to mishaps and stuff.

I saw my younger brother's facebook status. In a way, he was right. Trust no one except for yourself. I trust those closest to me but even then, I have my doubts at time. You can't blame me for being paranoid cuz I was backstabbed and had my name dragged through the mud and was even falsely accused of something I did NOT even do in the first place but a MOTHER-FUCKING SKANKY BIATCH, whom I THOUGHT was my BEST FRIEND FOR 3 YEARS. No Tun. It's NOT you dear. You know who I'm talking about. It's... Urgh. I can' even mention that bitch's name without having to brush my teeth as the slightest mention of her name leaves me with this bad aftertaste in my mouth. BLUEK!

As I grow older by the day, I reflect back on my life. On the stupid things I've done. The events that happened, be it good or bad. Thank Allah that I have my close bunch of secondary school friends, who are helping me to slowly but surely get rid of my temper.

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