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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

I bet you don't know me
Cassie Audrey FIFTEEN. TAKEN, 030211. 130297.


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Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Literally killed me

So I woke up dead. I was even dead before. I guess nothing changed then. 



I am getting fairer after the kawad in KKcity. Even my friend told me that. Well atleast better. What difference does it makes?  Anyway. I didn't eat much today. Stated that cause that doesn't usually happens. First of, cause I felt so awkward during recess. Everyone in the canteen was bitchy. Everyone was talking so loud. I felt like slapping their faces. I sound mean. But sadly its true.
Hai people. Today didn’t go so well. I had the worst headache ever. I felt like vomiting, but nothing happened. Maths was surreal hard. I guess my hard work didn’t payoff then. It was so disappointing. And I had to lie to my dad. Here how it goes.. 
Dad: how was your maths? Me: Err, it was fine. Nothing hard. As usual. 
Knowing my dad listening to my tone, he would’ve knew I was lying. & then I think cause he knew I tried my best. I did.

Anyway. Tomorrow is Deepavali. Meaning, no school. No excel. Rest for one day then back to school. I guess that’s okay. Could really need that. I need all the rest I can get. My sleeping hours are fucked up. *deepsigh* I don’t really feel like going out tomorrow. Even though I’m jealous with people going out with their boyfriend/girlfriends. I wanna spend time with baby too. Nevermind. Maybe just not yet. I’m feeling kinda sick. I should get some rest.


Everybody lies. This is beyond true. So legit. No one tells the truth. This is not mine though. I found this on tumblr. And I just had to post it. So relevant 


ninja out-
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you ought to stay