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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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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Fear of the dark. Sighs, Prison Break's like in, a few minutes time. 15 minutes and 8 more seconds, to be exact. I'm gonna go bowling tomorrow, at least that's one of the most enjoyable highlights of my June Holidays :} My mum just accused me of being a liar, then I went to the kitchen and cried my eye-balls out while cracking my knuckles. Well, maybe she has every right to get maaad at me, she is the one who has been carrying the burden for nine months, well, make that eighteen, including my sister. So, yeah. I don't have the rights to actually yell at her. I just yelled at myself during my approximately 5 minutes breakdown :} Oh, I punched the coffee table, and then it shook so darn vigorously, I got scared and stopped crying. I switched on the television, F.R.I.E.N.D.S were being aired on Star World. It made my blues subside. So thank you, Chandler, Ross, Monica, Joey, Phoebe & not to forget, Rachel :} So lesson learnt: Monday doesn't really necessarily mean you'll get the blues, cause the last time Monday came along, I was actually happy ^^v. I don't think that made enough sense to most of us, but heck :} |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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