oh, it feels the best. <3
So addicted to The Poison by All American Rejects. I dunno. It sounds... hnnng. WAAH. Hahaha.
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I don't know what to say in this blog. I want to write a lot, but.. nothing's coming to mind. Hrm.
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I'm not the type to run after people. I'm not the type to apologize. I'm not the type to acknowledge the fact that there's any problem at all. So obviously, when bad things happen, you can't really count on me to make things right. I'm sorry, it's just like that.
Maybe it's just force of habit. I've had to let go of so much, by now it's all I know how to do. So too bad for you if you decide to drop out of my life. You're not gonna have an easy time getting back in.
Or maybe.. maybe I'm just scared. Of the consequences. There is so much trouble, all the time. I can never seem to get a moment's peace. I never get things quite right. Whenever I make a choice, things pop up that convince me I screwed up, again. Agh. Why am I so depressive.
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I followed new blogs on Tumblr a while ago. So awesome!! Haha. I still stand by my decision for the casting of the Hunger Games. Pada FTW.
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ARNHAYD Y U LEAVE US. ): I WILL MISS YOU FOREVER. OHMYGOSH. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. UWAH.
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I have a weakness for pretty shoes. Ohmygod. And I'm really critical of shoes, too. I mean srsly.
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I wanted to hold you,
I wanted to make your everything alright.
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I can't stand sad people. Sorry, I just hate it. So much. I don't like seeing people upset for any reason. It makes me want to punch them. Especially if they take it out on me, or they make it obvious that it's my fault. I mean, c'mon. I wouldn't have hurt you if you weren't close enough to hurt me. So get the fuck over it, man. God. What the hell is wrong with you? Stop depressing me. I've got enough to deal with. STOP MAKING ME FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO CARE WHEN I DON'T. --Okay I'm sorry. This isn't about anyone in particular. At least not right now. This is what happened a long time ago. It's what happens sometimes, too. But not presently. Right now I'm fine~
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I need a good, lengthy conversation spanning a huge, random amount of topics. I am so starved for a good book, for a good insight, for a good.. anything. I mean seriously. Everything in my life is just so mediocre and stupid and irritating right now. It's so.. fucked up. There is very little that is interesting at all. Somebody, entertain me. Somebody, tell me things I don't know. Somebody, occupy my time and give something worthwhile to talk about. SERIOUSLY. I am going to fucking die of boredom here. I'm rotting already. I'm desperate for whimsical things. I'm desperate for.. I don't know. I just really, really, really want something interesting. I AM SO DRAB. There is nearly nothing that is exciting going on. Homework, school, shit like that. GOD. This is the worst kind of wasted there is. Ennui.
OTL
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