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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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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. — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Besides blogging? CLICK!
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
924 Good morning to everyone, wherever you may be. Since yesterday, everything had been productive. Because I had to do "kerja amal" for moral. Anyway, me and my dad. We cleaned the garage, put all those newspapers away. Sold them and made money too! Hahaha and then, today we washed the car. It's spotless although my dad claimed that he washed it alone(which he didn't, really). I helped okay. Give me a break *rolls eyes* So! Today, hopefully I'll get to go my best-guy-friend(Khairul Nazmi Izzat Maksul hahahah!)'s house. Fingers crossed! My skin tone are still uneven. Its so weird. I hate looking like a zebra. Damn i gotta do something about this... Hmm anyway i miss tweeting a lot. I miss my old twitter. But I'm just not gonna go back to that insane world of social. I can't. Its like ruining my chances of being happy haha. No really because you see, people judge you there. Cause they don't really know you, only through their piece of crap smart phones and laptops. I always feel insecure there. Never once I felt like anyone actually liked me.. Subject changed, it's the 924th day today. Never really thought it would go this long. But I'm happy. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you ought to stay |
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