i got into your account without much effort; seems like even my fingers know all your silly passwords. haha. nothing beats my password though. chill my dear, dont get so uptight over this invasion. i wont mess around with your night's long effort of skin, just leaving traces of Me here cos my blog is "So Dead". you've paralleled fear into my head with that mail and im so convinced right now that i'll dream of something more horrible than a hag floating in slinky, filthy cloth. oh lord save me, i'll read my prayers tonight.

p.s. for now, just an imaginary toast to 6.01 and a better 7.01

xoxo
hanizah