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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.


LJ is everything to me. I like novels & the colour blue. I give (o) fucks to haters. I always get inspired by passionate people doing what they fancy about. I like to say what's on my mind, whether it bothers people or not.
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
LJ, all I want for Christmas is you

Today. all I did was nothing(..well not literally). Yes. I am going to blog about it. Cause this is my blog, you ignorant fuck *british accent*. There will be no pictures in this entry. Cause I just feel like ranting. Anyway. I was supposed to go out with my girlfriends today. But no. I ended up staying home. A very long miserably depressing story. Indeed.. So, I watched TV the whole morning till' afternoon. Then later, Sean & I took out our tortoise from the pond. Played with it for awhile. After that, I went sketching. It's decent. Although it's not really that good. I got the inspiration from tumblr. Yes, the social network that really is super relevant with everyone. Umm, so. I've been reading the British and American terms. To me, American terms are way better than British. But, I cannot resist guys with British accent. I will literally die. I will someday be married to a British guy, and have blond haired baby with blue eyes. Oh the fantasy I'm having right now is unbearable. I deify them. But there are still other good things in the world besides my fantasy. Like the wishlist I am going to make for Christmas, for example. Gilalah. I am so having the Christmas spirit! I can't wait for it to come. Christmas shopping, family reunites, caroling. Everything will be so wonderful. I am now imagining it while blogging. Pictures are all in my head. If only I could post pictures and all of you would be excited like me :) Though abang will only be here on December 23rd and be back by the 29th. He's gonna face his last exam for his first semester. Good luck brother! I love you & all the best in everything that you do. 

I've been spending 2 weeks in every level of hell. I wish this would all go into an end. 
Christmas, please be fast. 


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