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J. 290591



Chris Brown, $$$, Paperpot, Singing, Mtv, Macs, PCD, Wade Robson Project, Laguna Beach, Blings, Red & Firemen!!


Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds
Yes, she enjoys nothing more.








/ (06)
march april may fanmail.


Monday, September 26, 2005

fuck.

first day of sch , rah.

was talking t rutian abt him. a lot a lot a lot. so many things i want t say , so many stuffs i wna explain.. TOO MANY. i have no idea whats wrong with me. i really dont. rah

during lit or whatever , received a msg frm "him". right , it was smth abt some dream girl crap . and if i like him back , i shld show signs . yeh. how weird. dint noe hw t reply till after sch , forced a HAHA THATS SO GP-ISH t him . if u noe what im talking abt.

him: ?
me: ?? go check ur sent msges then
him: ? where got?
me: (forwards him t msg)
him: haha. that was ___ tsllluuurrrtt.

n he dint reply me after tat. FUCK.

i dont noe why t slurt keep on sending these types of msges. i REALLY dont alright . fuck it. he doesnt mean it. so why send these msges t me ? i rlly wna scream at him , I REALLY REALLY want to alright . cos i rlly cant stand tis anymore.

watched full house. it's like fucking touching alright , almost cried . i would if i hadnt held t tears , i guess. rah. cos i was tinking abt us. what have we become. EXTREMELY GOOD QUESTON.

I RLLY WNA NOE. I WNA NOE WHAT ARE WE NOW. I WNA NOE WHETHER HE STILL MEANS EVERYTHING. I WNA NOE SO MANY SO MANY STUFFS ND YET I CANT DO ANYTHING . U NOE TIS INFURIATING FEELING . I'VE GOT SO MUCH T DO , SOSOSO MUCH ND I CANT DO ANYTHING . RAHHHHH

IM VERY VERY PISSED . AT HIM , AT ALL THOSE FUCKING SHIT HE SAID . I'D RATHER HE NOT TELL ME ANYTHING N JUS LEAVE ME ALONE . BUT NOW HE'S GOTTEN ME LIEK THIS , HE CANT LEAVE ME HE CANT HE CANT HE CANT HE CANT ):

someone send me t the mental hospital please

i'm going crazy by all these crap

i just want to cry and run. cos this is too horrid. i cant take it anymore.

i have no idea how long can I stand this.

jiayi is falling apart


only almost here,
3:57 AM.