but i've got friends.

So this is the first verse,
it's not very long,
but i'm ready to move on.
.. .. .. .. ..
Well, i've got friends who (la la la lie)
should help me pull through. (la la la lie)

Broke up with Mamat.
14/9 - 16/10. 29DAYS.
We could've been a month, i should've waited.
Well, we broke up minutes before buka.

"Take no chances. Break jer lah." said DEE.
"So you've been waiting for this for a long time right?" he replied.
So i said, "Yea. Perhaps it's just it." and then he said,
"Ouhk lor!" So i said, "You don't even want to grow up looking at this.
Maybe it's not you, maybe it's us." sooo Mamat said,
"Yah ouhk lah. Selamat berbuka." how brat-ish.

Oh the hell i went along with him.
But predictions and this heart still calls on to him.
But i got friends who'll help me get over it.
Friends, i need you.
Afad especially.
I feel bad for breaking up.. again.
But what's the use of pulling back,
waiting for a guy to say sorry.
Now i'm chatting with wanbo.
Telling him why i asked for this ohsosucky breakup via sms.
Ppfts.

Guess i'm done..
So here leaves; Diyanah, the biarch.