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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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Friday, January 27, 2012
Over enthusiasm

Helloooooo.
 Sorry for the late updates. I was waiting for something to rant about. But no. Still nothing to rant about. But anyway. You know how annoying it is when someone tries to find fault when there is nothing to be pointing fingers at? Well, not that it matters to me. Lol. Fuckyeah it does matter. I don't really like keeping things to myself. I will feel awkward. But mostly my thoughts disturbs people cause my thoughts are fucked up as it is. Look at the one thinking. Okay, that's not the point. But what is happening to the world? Look. There's this bitch and this bastard talking bad things about this bitch. So now. This bitch who's been humiliated involves people who did nothing to her. Bitch, I will wreck your guts. Deepsigh


Subject changed. 
Leny and I are okay. Though the way I told her about my feelings are decreasing because of the way she's treating me. She took it well. Real well. But, in the other hand. She tried earning it back. She made me laugh like I've never laugh for years. I love you pumpkin! :3


Falling in love all over again.


Subject changed again.
How is everything? You know! We went to Sipitang the other day. Well, supposed to. But, we only ended up in Beaufort. Because, we have to drive like to another 50miles. Dad said he wanted to see the place he used to work at. Then, suddenly, we were on a durian hunting. I used to like durian so much, now I barely want to touch them. Not that I don't appreciate it. But, it smells so bad. Sigh. But I still eat some though. I will get cut by my parents if I don't. Loljk. They would be like "Kenapa kau ne? Bukan kau suka durian ka?" Ysee. Just for the sake of running away from that question I'd eat some. Hahaha. But anyway, the people in Beaufort was nice though some was..um, pilak-ish and have the 'i will rape you' looks. It disturbs me lah juga. 
Something relevant to that 'I will rape you' looks, you can't blame how a woman dresses up. I have thought about it since ever. But I just don't have the words to say it. 

I believe that women should wear whatever they like and celebrate femininity, sexuality, power dressing, any which way it comes – go for it. Sexual abuse, rape, is about power, it's nothing to do with what a woman wears. I don't think that a woman should cover up and then get respect, I think women should be respected no matter what they are wearing.  -Samantha Natasha Miles



That's about it. 
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you ought to stay