No, it's not jealousy. This is insecurity. Yes, those are two different things. Insecurity means, afraid of losing that person. So, you'll become paranoid. Jealousy means, jealousy. Jealousy just means controlling someone you love and not letting him/her talk to any other girl/boy. Jealousy cannot be controlled. Insecurity, sometimes you can. And yeah, i did control it. I cried instead of telling him to just stop talking to other girls. I didn't control him. So NO, i'm not a 'queen control' as YOU thought i was. Stop judging me dammit. So anyway, yeah i was insecure. But i kept it to myself. I blogged it. I simply, blogged about it. And then, she found out. She got mad. Pffts. I was mad because she was menggedik, and she scolded me back. Weird, huh?
So anyway, i felt weird. Because, well yeah i stalked her. I admit it. And she got mad because i stalked her. But then again, how did she know i stalked her? She must've stalked me too then. Heh. Hypocrites. So, we fought and stuff. My friends came butting in and scolded her. She uploaded the fight on her facebook. And we, 'immature people' did not do that. You say we're immature. We're keeping quiet while you go on kecoh about it. Is that you call being matured? No, it's not. Dream on. Not even close to matured. Pffts. Anyway, then my friends and I just kept quiet and she made a 'promise' that she'd stop talking about me. Well that's good. Good for you. Alhamdulillah.
After that, she thought she 'won'. I have no idea WHAT exactly did she win. There was no metal included. Nothing had to do with winning or whatever she thought there was. Oh, not to think about the picture where you took a picture with Hafiz. You must be so proud. Great, huh? And then the 'sayang sayang' thing. Hmm, weird. You said you didn't like him. So why the hell did you do all those things?! Seriously. I don't understand you. You say what you don't mean. Stop lying. Stop pretending. Stop saying i'm stupid. Cause i know i'm not. So, just shutup. Shut the hell up. Saying i'm stupid, won't make you smart. Remember that. And, you want me to kill myself? Oh, great. Cause i'm not planning to do that. Sorry to spoil your plan. Your stupid plan. Heh.
Well, i'm glad that you know what's right and what's wrong now. Yes, i'm glad. I pray that you know those things forever. I mean, you said if you meet me, you want to embarrass me in front of everyone. How exactly are you going to do that? I wonder how. Really. And yeah, is that matured? Again, no. It's not. Not even a little. You should know that when when a guy has a girlfriend, LEAVE THEM ALONE. Seriously. It's none of your business if we fight or whatever. You're such a busybody person. I don't care that you guys are 'bestfriends' or whatever. Seriously, i don't. It has nothing to do with me. And I have nothing to do with you. So please, stop saying things about me. Stop judging me. Stop thinking bad things about me. Just, stop. Stop everything. Assalamualaikum!
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