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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 11, 2009
I trip, then fell face flat . Oh no, it continues . They actually can create a feud over a flower pot . My gosh, please ! I just realised that I have never heard the bridge to the song Heart to Molly until now . It's like, unknown . I should really stop hitting forward on songs . Currently texting Tiara, listening to Fingerprints, breathing, screwing things up . I've still got karangan to do, just one more . Just that one more Malay Compo, and I'm done with homework for today . Oh gosh, two more days till Monday . I'm off . |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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