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Will never be the women with the perfect hair,
who can wear white and not spill on it.

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Saturday, November 08, 2008
dying.

I don't see any reason why i should live in this world anymore. I hate how things been going. Fuck all those things in mind now. Sometimes i think i am going to die sooner or later. I just hate this feeling too. I dont have anymore strength to shout and let it out. Or should i say, ive been keeping it all by myself. Im wearing those happy faces whenever im out and only god knows whats actually inside. Not everything you see is what it is, cos you don't know how horrible im going through. Life is pretty but isnt on my side yet. I guess. I need a space to breath. A space where i can let everything out so freely. A smooth and peaceful space.

Whatever happened, i love mother, very much. Everything i do, i do it for her. I think of her first, than anything else.

There is so many things i really want to say but i guess is better to keep it. Cos one thing for sure, 'Don't trust anyone'. There's a limit though.
This might be very random cos im typing out whatever shit i could type out here.
I know money can't buy me happiness,
but it does bring me a more pleasant form of misery.