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Fuck you very much
04 June 2011

So many things in my mind right now. I was previously so tired, but now that I've seen a few things, the wheel in my mind just keep spinning. Hate it when this happen. When I'm so tired, all I wanted was a decent sleep, but at 3.09 in the morning, I just can't. Firstly, there was the loss. Then, comes the pictures. After which, the chat. Really? All this in one night? You really think I can seriously handle it, God?

I just need to rant. I just want to say something to somebody who wouldn't judge.
Who wouldn't even fucking think of anything.
Ahh fuck it.

ps. Seriously, how could you?


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