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u know... when u feel lonely sometimes and u're bored and sick of evryone else around u??? friends cant seem to fill the emptiness inside, at least when u're arnd them, but u can't be bothered to find out, u rather not go clubbing, u can't seetle down to study, u dun even want to play mah jiong, horrors!!! i wish i had a good book, bks alws settles it for me, but i dun have any more books left to read, i want my fantasy... drat, bahz... if only the lock at yuey's place didn't bust last night, i cld have went in to steal his bks, and unwrap cheryl's xmas present, wahahaha...
i wonder throughout, thinking why do humans get this feeling... i'm scared of boredom, i alws get bored, with people and stuff... not good...maybe i just ought to marry a fantasy writer, so he can write out tonnes of fantasy stuff for me and i can read for the rest of my life, good??? hello, handsome tall, matured, dunid to be dark, contary to marcus's proclaims tt i have a fetish for small dark boys... gavin is just special, he makes me laugh, he cares for me, he's a special hunny bunny in my heart nv failing to cheer me up, although we dun meet up nowadays, he doesn't think i'm bad,stupid pple who dunnoe me and just judge me by impressions, infact he thinks i'm an angel in this bad bad world... i love him for tt... although i'm no angel.. i think, guffaws... i need me cash, i need to go retail therapy and i need to go on a holiday... i need to get away, from my friends and sch and everyone, except for cheryl and grace and wt, and gavin booboo, cos i love them...
and i'm sorry and extremely mortified, mistaking like at least 4 pple, blabbering to them like i was their best friend, heh... whatever, it's a club, get prepared to be shocked by drunk girls like me...
take this broken heart and do what u want with it, dun care anymore... just dun understand... take these broken wings and learn how to fly again so free.. i'm a humming bird, twit twit..
