name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
a lame girl, sat on the rooftop, wear her bunch of sock, dolly top, and nude face in the middle of the nite. suddenly she went to jump over but she stopped. "darn it, who cares about my life? do i make someone feel sad? lord, help me" silence. and the star and the moon looks glowing.. she sat again. drunk her absinth, and cried. "where he's at? are there any chance he would go home?" silence. the next morning she woke up alone, hear the knock in her door and then she open the door, her ex fianceè outside crying. "i'm sorry dear, i felt guilty!" she stand in silence. her ex fianceè spilled over his tears.
meanwhile, in the bar, a lady escort which one is the girl cousin sent an sms to the girl's fianceè "dear i'm pregnant, i'm having your baby" that's why he didn't go home. he spent the nite with his swinger and that's why he felt guilty..
