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Sunday, March 20, 2005

i dont want to return to school.

kitten heels are huge love.
(: one down, many more to go. haha.
well yes retail therapy doesnt really help, but at least its something.

school's reopening tomorrow, S-I-A-N.
oh i need to go ikkea with the Mom. god, im such a spendthrift!
but it doesnt happen all the time darling.

+ i am damnn pissed with my sister who is obsessed with making out and chasing me out of the room and what not. so f-ing dumb.
+ and to those who only know how to take and is right now on the receiving end, i have my limits which will one day reach it's brim. i might lash out and it might turn ugly. i am not here to be made use of. i hope you know that.
if you're smart enough, decipher. if you're not, i empathize with your poor soul.
drenched in distaste ; 7:43 PM



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