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It hurts when you could easily forget the memories we shared,
the ones which I remembered even when I didn't want to.
Quotes.
'Missing you isn't the problem, it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.'

'Sometimes when you sacrifice something special, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on. '


♥-/Increased.Heartbeat

!!

ME.



I'm a simple girl living in a complicated world. I'm friendly and purple-struck. I get high at wrong times and I want to stay like that forever.
I don't do drugs, I'm not in any gang. I'm that normal girl who is on Facebook, Twitter and MSN. Fell out of love and lost trust in it. Fahrenheit's sizzling hot and they burn. I see flames shooting out already.


Screams.



Yours Truly,
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Sunday, March 27, 2011
No one understands, and no one ever will.

Hi blog
Imma using my mum's iPhone to blog.
Feel like puking now again, life freaking suck.
I'm suddenly caring a lot again, about how I'm physically with someone, but yet feel so far away.
Btw: This is NOT about school stuff, cuz friends there are awesome. They'll never forget me, I hope.
Okay, just gonna talk about my day. Boring post ahead.
Woke up in the morning feeling dead.
Didn't even wanna go church
Still had to, FML. Tired max la.
Slept during service thou, not sitting w my cellgroup, so it doesn't matter.
Feel so shag.
It ended, no mood to talk at all.
So, I think I gave the restless look to everyone,
And those who tried talking to me, I never reply, or give 'orh' those kinda answer.
*yongling, if you're reading this, lucky it was on a Sunday, :D
The fb status was about my feeling then. I was down.
Tired Liao, kthxbye.