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Now I can breathe
turn my insides out and smother me.
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M istika, I turned fifteen. I'm an optimist, but it wouldn't hurt for me to be a lil' bit pessimistic. Yes, I'm abnormal, period. Tagboard
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Saturday, April 18, 2009
it would be the third month today .  You've got to help me out. It's all a blur last night. We need a taxi. Cause you're hung over. And I'm broke. Don't be a baby Remember what you told me . That's what you get for waking up in vegas . Eh, I damn bored. I wanna go blog hopping . But wait ! I forgot, my links, are all gone . I'm trying not to sit cross-legged on the floor, cause my leg's would get numb . but it's not working . I just went around browsing through people's friendster profiles, and I saw this girl, pretty as she is, who looks like Farwizah . Like serious . But prettier . And my age ! HAHA, I think . I kpo lar . Currently texting Faried, listening to Paramore - Born for This . Forgetting that it'd be the third month together with you if you didn't have broken up with me . Petty petty boy * batters eye-lids * |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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