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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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Sunday, April 19, 2009
i've been feeling so alone . That you were Romeo You were throwing pebbles And my daddy said stay away from Juliet. And I was crying on the staircase Begging you please don't go. And I said . Sunday . Eh, I've been thinking . If a guy and a girl aren't together, but are really truly, madly, inlove, then what do you call them ? Its an unsolved question ... * gasps * I've realised, that I've been hurling vulgarities at everybody like it's nobody's business . Taubat. HAHA. I'm obsessed with my blog . I wanna visit Tampines 1 . |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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