Dear Cindy,

I know this is a bit sudden and awkward, that fact that you don't know me, in that case, my name is Aizat Haris, I was born on April 19th, 1995 and now we're not strangers! I know this is a bit sudden and a bit strange, but I like you, I don't know why I just do. I have this sudden attraction that I think that you are the one for me. How did I end up liking you, instead of the other girls that are actually in my year? It's because I think girls in my year are too weird and strange and I didn't start liking you until my friend asked me if I really liked you, at first, I joked around saying I like you because when you pout, you somehow look like my hero lady gaga. THEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN, a friend of mine sent me your facebook link and I added it like a bitch, then I found your twitter account and followed that one too, that's when my friends asked if I was fucking serious. I didn't know then, but now, I feel really silly, I mean, your higher than me by two grades, what could a guy like me, ever really offer? According to your facebook account, you're supposedly born in July 3rd, 1994, which makes you 9 months older than I am, almost a year, but IT ISN'T! I think, the reason why I'm still lusting, thinking of you like a fucking obsessed stalker bitch is because that I somehow have this stupid dream of which a MIRACLE HAPPEN, AND YOU CAME UP TO ME AND SAID HEY, I LIKE YOU TOO LETS BE FRIENDS! That sounds stupid, but that dream reoccurs every fucking night, that's why whenever I wake up in the morning, I feel like singing mint car, on the top of my lungs. It is because of you, I start listening to stupid pop love songs, ever since I fell in "love"(note: quotation on love) with you, I listen to The Cure's poppy love songs like Just Like Heaven, Lovecats, Caterpillar, Mint Car, How Beautiful You Are, The Perfect Girl and Catch. I guess, my love for the Cure wouldn't have developed if it wasn't for you so I guess, there's an "upside" to being obsessed. I don't know if it ever reached you, but I wrote you a valentine's note and bought you a red rose, fuck, I didn't know what I was thinking, I wrote anonymous, of course you'd be scared to heck. The truth is, I never had the guts, I never had a proper self-confidence and I always think I'm nothing, I guess that's why I have trouble even trying to say hi. You've walked passed me so many times, I bet you've at least seen my mouth moving in a way of which it seems like I'm having a stroke, that's me trying to say Hi. It's just, whenever you're around me, I feel anxious, for no reason, because of that, I end up running to the bathroom and puke the shit outta my tummy. I know it's disgusting but I guess, having a super crush is pretty fucked up. I wonder though, would you ever give me a chance? If we were to pretend, there were no schools to attend to, and I'm a complete stranger, if I came up to you, and asked you out for a cup of tea, would you go out with me? God knows I've been asking myself that question for months and months. I've been obsessing too much, sometimes, I hate you for not going up to me to say hi, but don't worry, that's my fault for not making an effort, life doesn't come to you served in a silver plate as they say. I like you, I like you, I like you, for reasons, I'll never understand, I mean, what if you're no different than anyone in our school, I mean, 90% of the girls in our school are people who think their fucking badass and thinks their better than everyone, but then, that's just my brain making up excuses not to ask you out, because I'm too scared of being embarrassed and you not appreciating my effort to ask you out because I'm still a "kid" who failed his grades. Anyways, if you are reading this, I'd appreciate it but then at the same time, I'd feel awkward, embarrassed and strange and I wouldn't know what to do, I mean, I only just spread out my feeling on this note so yeah, if I knew that you read this, I'd most probably be dead, because by then, I've already shot myself in the head with a shotgun after shooting heroin down in my veins, because I'm too scared, to be embarrassed and knowing that you don't like me, that, or thinking that you're better than me makes me feel like a piece of shit on someone's shoe, it's like that feeling where I'd rather go someplace else than earth. So here I am, I hope you don't ever have to read this Miss. Mutiara Cindy Julia Tobing, because if you do, I would look like a desperate bitch and I wouldn't like that at all.

Have a nice day,
-Aizat Haris Ariffin.

P.S I like you :3 Hahaha, enough already.