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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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Friday, July 10, 2009
She's slipping away. I'm not quite sure whether I like/love/adore this particular blogskin, but I have to settle for this one cause, I can't find any new and awesome ones ;( Apparently my taste in blog sleeves have altered, exponentially. Currently texting (L) about some, horny things :D Heh, I left school early today, after the meeting. Dad picked me up from school, and then went to fetch Mum at the mosque, then we set off to eat at Haig Road. I slept on the way home :D I was so freaking sleepy. Stupid cough, stupid flu. Urghhhhhh, the medicine's making me drowsy and lethargic. I wanna text (L), but at the same time I wanna go take a snooze .___. My posts have been surprisingly short nowadays. I'm off, I need to prepare a box of Kleenex next to my side, in case I sneeze terribly and the snot just suddenly flies into someone's Happy Belated Sixteen Months to Florence and Ben. Happy One Month to Rasyid and A. Happy Advanced Fourteenth Birthday Haziq! |
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Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe. |
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