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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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Monday, October 01, 2012
To me, you're everything....

I know how stuffs will get tougher day by day. As I grow up to be a mature lady and how I have to face the reality. I've never been so proud of myself for being able to stand independently without judging that I could have never stand with pride despite this insecurities  and how I can go through this. As a 15 year old girl, I am thankful for having such great friends.... 
Stay strong no matter what...

HAPPY OCTOBER EVERYONE. LET'S HOPE THIS MONTH WON'T FAIL US.
Things are getting much easier now that I have someone in my life. I can't tell who.. Not even my friends know who I'm with now. We both promised not to tell anyone. Until everything is settled. Okay maybe I spoke too soon. My life is not getting easier but actually getting harder. As I have to go through this alone. For now.. I could only pray to God. Asking for his guidance, for his forgiveness.
PMR is just around the corner. I am ready for this war.
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As she opens her eyes, watching the sunrise. She waited for the sun kiss on her skin. She got up and told herself to be strong and lock away all the pain memories. But she knows that it's gonna come right back to her as she can't stop thinking about how everything doesn't seem to be working for her. She held a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She used to be the girl who smiles a lot without even faking it. All she wanted was love and not to be alone... But she couldn't have that now because all the walls she had built for years, came crumbling down just because a guy told her that she wasn't good enough, not good enough for him.   

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