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Rather do without
Friday, August 14, 2009, 5:27 PM

secret admirer





(My Secret Admirer posted this picture up in her blog. Whoah stalker #1 eh. Hahahaahahahah)


It hurts to be the (only) one who doesnt know anything about something. I mean, dont you regard me as one of you guys. I can back off, but tell me right infront of my face, what's the problem. It's just so quiet now and I'm done assuming you know. Dont make me do things that make US regret. I hate people who judge me, just because of minor things.

Lies, lies, lies. Pretense, pretense, pretense. Immaturity. Grow up kids. Have some brains. You little rascals' puny brains are so small i cant tell if your head's empty or not. I'm so sorry but I just have to do this. This is what it's like to speak out how i truly feel and this is called sharing thoughts. Tag my tagboard baybeh, tell me how you feel.


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