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Friday, April 23, 2010

Must I always be the one considering others feelings when they themselves never even spare a thought about mine?

10:01 PM;




Thursday, April 22, 2010


Look at my Kittens.
So carefree.
No problems, no nothing.
They can play all they want.
Sleep all they want.
Life used to be similar when I was much much much younger.
Very different from now.

And for heaven's sake can someone please teach me or make me draw nicely?
So hard to express how I feel through it you know ):
What the hell Bob Jones -.-
                                                                                                            
Goodbye.

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10:09 PM;




Monday, April 19, 2010

MISSING.
YOU.
SO MUCH.

8:33 PM;




Sunday, April 18, 2010

HO.

I do not
have any inspiration for my mother tounge essay.
I do not
have the energy to complete my mother tounge essay.
I do not like

being sick.
I do not like
being sad.
I do not like
being the cause of someone's misery.
I do not like
being the reason why.
I do not like
seeing you so -broken.
I do not
think i can do anything about it.

Becaue It's over.

Watched Annoying orange.
Thought it would cheer me up a little.
But it did'nt. Unfortunately.
How am I suppose to continue writting the essay when
I can barely think right now?

I wish I have a fairy god mother.
Then that would probably be much of a help.
My brain's gonna explode any minute I guess.

I do not like
runny nose.

I do not like
spinnning heads.
I do not like
sore throat.
 I'm hungry.
I want to eat.

I do not like
the fact that there's no mama shop at my void deck.
I do not like
the fact that it is raining and that I'm freezing like mad.
I do not like
the fact that tomorrow's Monday.
I do not like
this feeling at all.


BYE.

I'mmissingyoualready

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7:21 PM;





Hey Plumkin.
Its Pumkin.
Hey.
Hey Plumkin.
What?
How'd you get so plum?
-.-.

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7:08 PM;




HAI.
WELCOME.
TO.
RIAN'S.
DEAD.
PAGE.
THE.
ONLY.
REASON.
TO.
WHY.
IS.
BECAUSE.
RIAN.
HAD.
DECIDED.
TO.
LEAVE.
THIS.
URL.
PAGE.
OF.
HERS.
TO.
ROT.
TO.
DEATH.
AND.
THAT.
RIAN.
HAD.
MOVED.
ON.
TO.
TUMBLR.
SAID.
ENOUGH.
K.
BAI.