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i always blog about the same old shit,
the same old shit where i would go on
and on about my problems,
i've finally realized something.
Nothing about my life is gonna change,
nothing drastic, i daresay
so why wouldn't i just shut the hell up and
do something more productive?
well..
it kills me to see so much happiness in
this world,
kills me to see so much pain in this world.
---
okayy,
i have no farking idea what the hell that was
about.
see i have multiple personalities,
it's easier to live this way.
whenever you're hurt,
you can just switch and pretend that nothing
happened,
so thus decreasing the chances of you
ever feeling the pain.
it really hurts, you know.
haha
---
see?
haha..
well anyway,
i realised how much i'm being ridiculed about
me being me,
FAT.
i'm not hating being fat,
i'm just sick of this..
"puki nyer gemok"
even though the direct translation is..
vagina so fat..
haha
so yeah.
it just sucks to be referred as the "fat" one.
don't go laughing about this.
try imagining you're fat,
and people reminding you that you're
fat every single day of your life.
every single fucking day of
your life.
try living with that and
then come to me if you have a farking problem.
then i'll shove your hand in your rear end.
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happy birthday fazwan,
live a happy life,
hakuna matata!
Vanessa's mine bitch!
thank you, mai!
even though you threaten
to kick me out of the car
over and over again.
haha
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to be continued..

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