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♔ Sunday, May 13, 2007
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breaking down, NOW.
I'm breaking down now.
I'm very pissed.
Pissed with myself.
ARGH.
BLOODY CRAP.
LOADS OF WORK TO DO.
AND I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING.
AND WHEN I WANT TO GET STARTED,
THE FREAKIN CHINESE SOFTWARE HAD TO SCREW ITSELF UP.
THANKS.
LIKE WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW.
WAIT.
I CANNOT BELIEVE I'M CRYING NOW, HERE.
No it's not just that.
Anymore.
Why not the three of you just tell me how irritated yall are at me for emo-ing everytime.
Tell me off.
Make me feel guilty.
SOMEONE, HELP ME :/
I'M DYING..
And I so don't know why I still have to act like I'm all okay on Msn.
And I don't want to talk to you now.
I have so much work to do plus the cme thing and the chinese software is dying on me.
F man.
TELL ME WHAT I CAN DO LA.
I'M SO NOT GOING TO SLEEP TODAY.
I DON'T CARE.
TRAIN MYSELF UP FOR CAMP.
CANNOT DIE WITHOUT SLEEP.
I DON'T WANT TO DIE SO SOON,
EVEN THOUGH I THINK THIS WORLD IS A SUCKY PLACE TO BE IN.
I so wanna flood my house with tears.
FLOOD FLOOD FLOOD.
And it's nice.
A quiet night, with soft music being played and me emo-ing alone.
IF ONLY THE SOFTWARE DIDN'T DIE ON ME AND MAKE ME FEEL SO F UP.
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I just need you.
I just need you to come ask me if I'm okay.
To ask me to cheer up.
To ask me if I'm feeling better.
To ask me if I need help.
I need you.
DAMN.
Blame me for being loser.
But this is who I am.
But apparently,
what are you doing now.
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And i realised just now.
You won't choose me.
So don't lie.
Don't say otherwise.
Don't say it just to satisfy me.
Wo ting le, hen xin tong.
I know what you're doing now.
I want to slap myself awake.
See.
I'm seeing it for myself.
What kind of love do you call this.
You tell me.
