ALONEZXSXZCZS.
Ytd triiied to tok to sum1 but thn stopped rplying me aft a few sms.
See? is so pointless trying to tok to ppl.
O. why cant my life be like tht freaking twilight movie. I want to be Bella.
Kkaez. So ryt. i am so freaking lonely.
nobodie wud care if i am dead or alive cux i am a nothing and there4 unimportant to anybodie. hahahahaha.
currently i is stuck at hme. cux nobodie wanns to go out wit me. becux i am bawrin n irritatin and blah blah blah.
kkaez. i m awake doin nothin. cux im gd for nothin.
cux i sux.
kkaez bye.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
YOU KNOWS.
There was a full moon yesterday. Like a round yellow banana. and then ya.Yesterday go out compasspoint with yy and then we went to the PARK to play the swing. and then cuz it was like 1030pm plus. got ppl making out at the playground there. then in the sand got rude words. so ya. then we reach home at 1045.
Ohkayyy. here is something written by MEE GAN. Its like damn good. REEEEEEEEAD IIIIT.
How did I become like this?' Morna asked, sitting on the bathroom floor-naked. 'how?'
A girl of no more than 16, pregnant with a child whose father she did not know
a drug abuser with criminal blod in her veins.
But still, she was a child.
Lonely, broken
She never looked up, her head was always bowed.
She was lonely, so lonely, wanting comfort, yet wanting to be left alone
Pulling her knees up to cover her bruised breats, she moaned
How did she become like this?
She wanted to start anew, but there was nothing to start from.
The foetus in her was growing, yet her world was chrinking.
An abusive father, a dead mother
a hundred boyfriends after her body.
She let out a low moan 'I'm scared'
'Your mother died because of you. You killed her.'
She was a strange child who feared touch
Her mother supposedly committed suicide because she had reached her limits
'She said she loved me. She said she loved Morna. She said I had to trust her'
Blamed with the death of her mother, she did not cry
Was not crying a sin? A sin whose punishment was to be shunned by all?
The only way to get attention was simple yet so demandeing - sex
Ravishing her body till it was covered with bruises, they too, said they loved her. 'He said he loved morna'
It's always the same isn't it? She had to be killed so many times just to live.
THE END.
So nice right.
HAHAHAS.
I am insane. ahahahas.
And also beyond cure.
Everyday its the same routine life, over and over again.
Put on this fake fake smile to show all these ppl.
Haiz. didnt get an sms from anyone since yesterday.
because i kept irritating them.so they dont friend me anymore. Haiz. need to stop dis behaviours.
WHEN WILL THIS MISERABLE LIFE END.
my existence was a mistake.
lonely lonely loonely lonooooooooony
dying from sadness and sorrow
okayyyyyyyyy.
i think its becuz i din forward all the chain mail so all dis is happening rite.
sorryyyy for blogging rubbish.i guess you dont wanna read anymore rite.
but i cannot think properly.
okay so bye.
There was a full moon yesterday. Like a round yellow banana. and then ya.Yesterday go out compasspoint with yy and then we went to the PARK to play the swing. and then cuz it was like 1030pm plus. got ppl making out at the playground there. then in the sand got rude words. so ya. then we reach home at 1045.
Ohkayyy. here is something written by MEE GAN. Its like damn good. REEEEEEEEAD IIIIT.
How did I become like this?' Morna asked, sitting on the bathroom floor-naked. 'how?'
A girl of no more than 16, pregnant with a child whose father she did not know
a drug abuser with criminal blod in her veins.
But still, she was a child.
Lonely, broken
She never looked up, her head was always bowed.
She was lonely, so lonely, wanting comfort, yet wanting to be left alone
Pulling her knees up to cover her bruised breats, she moaned
How did she become like this?
She wanted to start anew, but there was nothing to start from.
The foetus in her was growing, yet her world was chrinking.
An abusive father, a dead mother
a hundred boyfriends after her body.
She let out a low moan 'I'm scared'
'Your mother died because of you. You killed her.'
She was a strange child who feared touch
Her mother supposedly committed suicide because she had reached her limits
'She said she loved me. She said she loved Morna. She said I had to trust her'
Blamed with the death of her mother, she did not cry
Was not crying a sin? A sin whose punishment was to be shunned by all?
The only way to get attention was simple yet so demandeing - sex
Ravishing her body till it was covered with bruises, they too, said they loved her. 'He said he loved morna'
It's always the same isn't it? She had to be killed so many times just to live.
THE END.
So nice right.
HAHAHAS.
I am insane. ahahahas.
And also beyond cure.
Everyday its the same routine life, over and over again.
Put on this fake fake smile to show all these ppl.
Haiz. didnt get an sms from anyone since yesterday.
because i kept irritating them.so they dont friend me anymore. Haiz. need to stop dis behaviours.
WHEN WILL THIS MISERABLE LIFE END.
my existence was a mistake.
lonely lonely loonely lonooooooooony
dying from sadness and sorrow
okayyyyyyyyy.
i think its becuz i din forward all the chain mail so all dis is happening rite.
sorryyyy for blogging rubbish.i guess you dont wanna read anymore rite.
but i cannot think properly.
okay so bye.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I went for english tuition so that I could learn how to blog with nice worrrrds.
But they teach us the oceans of the world and trade routes for spices in the middle ages.
Then what is the point of going.
its 4 hours everyday for 2 weeks.
And i doesnt understood what the teacher is talked because he strings his words together.
I am wasting away learning nothing for 10 days.
I want to go ouuuuuuuut. But is stucked hereeeee.
Sharleneeeeeeeeeee. GO OUT WITH ME.
I want to go church.
BUT I CANNOT.
So lonely right.
I MIIIIIIIIIIISS MY PAAAAAAAAAST.
I MISS YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
why are you HOT N COOOOOOLD.
and and, never sms for so long alreadyyyyyyy.
this sucks.
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But they teach us the oceans of the world and trade routes for spices in the middle ages.
Then what is the point of going.
its 4 hours everyday for 2 weeks.
And i doesnt understood what the teacher is talked because he strings his words together.
I am wasting away learning nothing for 10 days.
I want to go ouuuuuuuut. But is stucked hereeeee.
Sharleneeeeeeeeeee. GO OUT WITH ME.
I want to go church.
BUT I CANNOT.
So lonely right.
I MIIIIIIIIIIISS MY PAAAAAAAAAST.
I MISS YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
why are you HOT N COOOOOOLD.
and and, never sms for so long alreadyyyyyyy.
this sucks.
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