I've changed completely to withinamorta! See ya!

I changed blogs! www.withinamorta.blogspot.com

But I'm still going to blog here though. The other one is for pics and some random stuffs I just had to get of my chest. My life=playradio.blog

Wonderwall

Wow, you know I certainly felt like dying of some brain-melting syndrome throughout the fucking afternoon cooped up in the fucking room. SHITE I FUCKING NEED AIR. Life's a bitch. ;(

But it's the scissors to my fucking throat

My eyes are like about to close now but I am going to resist this lingering sleepiness cause it's tgif! I screwed SS and my life, my whole shitey life. You know, I can't help feeling all this accumulated sadness well up in me. I need therapy!!!

With eyes closed, her heart breaks

I am feeling kinda sad now. I was actually sad the whole day cause it was kind of a miserable one, like those other same, torpid days. I really feel like just rubbing off all those thoughts away from my mind but they are so fucking insistent and makes me afffgegeg. Oh fuck, I am only up to one eassay on diplomacy and deterrence for SS shite!

Writing her ballad

OMG. Who is this fucking perasan minah??!

Urgh I have been through a turbulent of terrible, demoralizing emotions the past few days and when I think back about them, I was so fucking silly! I am ultimately an ingenue for having even had such thoughts! But really, I hate it when you're friends with someone and they are all nice and friendly to you at one point, and suddenly a stranger the next. I mean just stop it. If we are really friends, then start acting like one and stop being so muddle-headed. If you don't want to be friends, it is so fucking fine with me. We all need closures in our lifetime. Right, Z? (:

AND OMG THERE IS THIS FUCKING PUSSY WHO PUSHED HIS CHAIR SO FUCKING FAR AWAY FROM ME LIKE I HAVE A FUCKING DISEASE. YOU THINK I EVEN WANT TO SIT WITH YOU, FUCKAH??

K whatever, I am not angry anymore with you two pussys k! (:

Every where we turn, more hatred surrounds us

Just now in Compass, I watched Lion Dance with mummy. The lion was uber cute and we were sitting on the flour, watching through the holes of the railings. It was fun but it made my legs ache.

Ok my hormones are getting more fucked up by the second.