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Why tattoo scars ? Saturday, June 26, 2010 / 11:40 PM Love the moment. Flowers grow out of dark moments.  Firstly! Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars ? ): I would make a hundred of wishes. Firstly, I will wish that bitch kena bang by car and fly 20 metres. Then ask her, song bo ? (: Secondly, I will wish money to auto drop from the sky only for me when I really needed cash, really very song! (: Thirdly, I will wish that I won't suffer in this cruel world (: This path is damn hard to walk because of you. Its not about you but you, you and you ... You all damn sickening. Don't try acting a keyboard warrior or probably happy behind your screen. You think I no feeling one uh ? Your english sucks to no core. Human do, god see. Eh zai bo ? For the first I thought its fun. For the last, its terribly sucks max! ): I hate flashback. I hate dreams. Ohsucks! You left and tattoo the scars in me and its fugly pain, horrible. I guess you're laughing and rolling here and there on the floor, idiotic stalker! The war has just begin ... Secondly! There ain't true friend. If you say you're one, you're just telling lies to yourself and not to me. I really hate funny faces. If you think its you, go on (: Thirdly, I'm can't abide what I have taken just now. Seriously! I felt like stabbing you! Fourthly, there ain't freedom for me anymore... You know how sucks my life is not ? I cannot voice out comments on you. I'm out of bound to vulgarities. I'm out of bound to talk back. So ? I've nothing to vent my anger on. Freedom uh ? Life being controlled! Felt like a dog lo! Tamamade!  Hi ass-u-me! I love the word, assume. Ass, between you and me. Terrible saturday. School is approaching ... The war is starting ... I've to fight all day long to achieve the position for next year. I've love life once but ... not now. |
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