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Thursday, September 17, 2009 @ 9:23:00 AM



Speak ill of me all you want, darlings. At the end of the day, it's me living my life; No matter what you say, or how right you think you are.
I just feel like saying this again.

"...I know lah, life's stressful, and you ought to have some fun. Maybe, this is the only way you can think of to give your brains a break. But some people give their brains too much break, so much so, their brains refuse to cooperate and function when they really need to. Let me tell you kids something alright? When you accusebitchcritiscizefussgripegrouse, (especially about someone you know NUTS about,) it is only yourself you have a problem with. It reflects so much as to what kind of person you are. You say things like it's gonna affect me. Like as if my life's gonna crumble. THINK before your fingers reach the keyboards. Give yourself a better treat lah. Infact, have you all ever wondered, that maybe, after all the many many hate tags, and whatsnot, that I just dont care? Come on, it is not as if you do not know that I am happy with what I have now whattttt. I know this happens when you have nothing else to speak of, when you're out of things to quarrel over. You're forgiven for showing off your stupidity (because well, just because), no worries :) Sheesh. Wait wait, how old are you people, again? I do not know, but like Ive always said, I believe all of you are adults Im dealing with. Okay dah habis."

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♥AMALINA
26th September
Someone that you might know, I hope.
:own words:own stage:
:own drama:own script:
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    • if you're gonna talk like you can't back it up
    i'd rather you just shut the fuck up

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    to be hated is to achieve distinction"




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