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Who I am is irrelevant, it's about what I talk about... how I feel. This is my domain for expression, this is MY life I'm talking about.

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Thursday, October 28, 2010 || 1:08 am

Argh. I just hate. Stupid. Liars. Going insane. Stress levels rising/at it's maximum. So tired of it all. Tears. Tired days spent proceeding tears. Hatred for mankind. Not happy. Sad. Anxious. Dissatisfied with the way it is.

The difference between what I want and what is right.

Eyeballs tired from being used all day.

Heart not being able to keep up.

Wished things are the way I want. But I'm not a selfish bitch. Or I try not to be.




I want to get out of this place. An escape to nowhere. I love the airport as it is a place where people depart, or reunite. Where people have a destination or a purpose. And I love airplane food.

xoxo
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