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Monday, October 13, 2008












last day of sch on saturday and that was what i did in class. CAM WHORE. and answering gay questions that mr ismail ask. would miss him thou. the teacher that refused to mark my mid year paper.

its taking time. two solid night with the-guy-who-wna-cheat-on-the-gf drinking my heart out. liver gna fail laa. burning my throat. hang over. dont cheat on your gf thats all i can say. shes nice, i think. but in any case, CONTROL YOURSELF. im not as nice as i seem. and like i entin before, never think you know me goddamn well.

feelings are damn fucked up. why should they even exist in the first place. like how i love my mum but can never tell her. the whole thing is making me confuse. i dont know what to do man. and im not gna pray and ask god abt it.

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