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Sunday, November 9, 2008

okay so i was at the republic culture centre for san's concert. chao during the interval partly due to cousin was hungry and i got bored and distracted. im in a trance state of mind since last night. so how or rather it brought me back to exactly 3months back(from today), to date, i did stepped away from it but so how it stil hurts alittle. perhaps i showed my most vulnerable side to you explains why im so afraid now. a big bitch little dont deserve to be treated any better. i dont like seeing myself breaking down. but it always happens. slap me anyone can. i needa wake up. fuck you bitch.

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