Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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CHIJ toapayoh. 1/2 2020! <3 12 going on 13 this year., 21/1197hotmail/facebook/tumblr I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard
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Sunday, July 5, 2009
I took this quiz on Facebook, Favorite kind of pants: Do Skinny Jeans count? Number: Whatever my age is. Animal: I'm an animal lover. Drink: Coke. Sport: Swimming, Fencing, Badminton, Golf, Table-Tennis. Fast-Food Place: Long John Silvers'/KFC. Month: November. Band: I have many favourites. Movie: Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen. (DEFINITELY!) Breakfast: I'm not picky person. Perfume: Err, Cologne: Armani. Favourite cartoon character: I don't have a favourite. Color: Black&Gold. Food: I'm a greedy monster. Ice Cream?: Strawberry/Blueberry/anything from Baskin' Robbins Shoes: Anything that's branded&comfortable&stylish. Place to relax: My Bed *snorts* Magazine: TeenVogue. Person to hang out with: My Family&Besties. Place to go on the weekends: The Malls.or somewhere we could exercise. Thing to wear to bed: Pyjamas? Time to shower: After school&before I go to sleep. TV show: I'm a fan of anything that's a comedy.or where there's action. Season: Winter. Holiday: Australia! Smell: WHAT?! Perfume/cologne: -blank- Memory: The oh-so-funny times i have with people. Book: the Harry Potter series, The Poison Apples, Jacqueline Wilson books, Twilght series. Thing about the opposite sex: Ew. Cereal: I don't eat cereal |
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |