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Storyboard Directed Comments Takes Exists
Monday, June 8, 2009 at 11:13 PM
"Hey, I found the answer."
"What is it?"
"My feelings. I'm dying inside out."

Hurts so bad. And I'm not talking it out to anyone. I will not talk it out. I won't and I will not. Sometimes, the option of giving up is so tempting. I'm just so tired already. Why. I ask. Stupid question. No ones telling me anything. Neither am I. Vice versa. And there's another thought that tells me, hang in there. It's just one and a half more years to go. Yeah. And at the corner of my room lies something I have not been using for quite some time. It's starting to become confusion again. Mm... Nothing much to blog... I don't feel like blogging... My mind is blank again. Aha...

Sometimes I feel like I should run away
again.
Or I just disappear...

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 11:13 PM.


Monday, June 8, 2009 at 11:13 PM
"Hey, I found the answer."
"What is it?"
"My feelings. I'm dying inside out."

Hurts so bad. And I'm not talking it out to anyone. I will not talk it out. I won't and I will not. Sometimes, the option of giving up is so tempting. I'm just so tired already. Why. I ask. Stupid question. No ones telling me anything. Neither am I. Vice versa. And there's another thought that tells me, hang in there. It's just one and a half more years to go. Yeah. And at the corner of my room lies something I have not been using for quite some time. It's starting to become confusion again. Mm... Nothing much to blog... I don't feel like blogging... My mind is blank again. Aha...

Sometimes I feel like I should run away
again.
Or I just disappear...

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 11:13 PM.


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Rainie
Love's Raphael Michael Kea.

OLD ENOUGH
Contemplating College
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Momotone
The Scriptwriter.

OLD ENOUGH
College
Drama

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