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Now I can breathe
turn my insides out and smother me.


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Let me be the one who calls you baby all the time.

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.

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Saturday, November 7, 2009
We stood so tall, we caught a plane.

We smiled so bright, the sun went down.

WHY ARE PEOPLE MAKING THEIR BLOGS PRIVATE NOWADAYS?! Haiyaaaaa. Its okay, I have to respect their privacy. I've been getting up in the wee afternoon these past few days, which would explain the insomnia I've been experiencing lately. This sucks .__. I feel like going to KFC now. I want chicken! Chicken! Chicken! Chicken! I shall have a feast before I go on a hunger strike! Cause I can't drink any gassy drinks and eat anymore fatty food ;( No more MacDonalds or KFC! I'm still searching for my our school bag for next year. I seriously need and want to eat a piece, or maybe more, of good and scrumptious cooked poultry!
Let's runaway now
let's go away to some place safe.