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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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7:45 PM, Hair.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
I was bored. Fasha was bored. So we started talking about hair. Hair. /edited (of course, i had to leave some parts out!) natt. says: kau tengok kaki dier banyak rambot tak fasha says: die pakai jeans dok natt. says: HAHA fasha says: nak aku ape selak? natt. says: hahahahahha fasha says: aku rase die high kalau aku selak fasha says: sekali lebat eh natt. says: siak ah kau fasha says: ade flies sumer fasha says: keluar cocroach fasha says: ade eath worm natt. says: eeeeeeeeeeeee fasha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fasha says: earth* natt. says: tros kau jilat ah tu sumer fasha says: no uh aku shampoo pakai pantene dulu fasha says: keluarkan semue yg tk perlu natt. says: kau imagine ah muka dier kalau kau buat gitu natt. says: conferm tercengang sak fasha says: hahahaha natt. says: kau jumper dier dgn pantene sumer fasha says: confirm nyer natt. says: dgn baldi.. fasha says: HAHAHAHAHAHA natt. says: dgn air... fasha says: hahahaha natt. says: den kau scrub kaki dier. eeeeeee fasha says: sekali tkde hair fasha says: habis crite fasha says: turn off Silly Convo. Cracked me up like crazy. And i miss Hidayah oi. Gotta meet up soon babe :D |