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Florence, over-hyperactive. I (L) eating chocolates, and I'm a klutz,as well as a trouble-maker :D I'm fourteen, and July the 15th would be awesome. I love being cheeky and childish. That's the part of me that'll never grow up. I have a mind of a five-year-old and I love putting a smile on people's faces. So if you're down, I'm always here. Netball's my passion, and I'm loving it. I'm hoping for fairytales and miracles to happen ^^. I may be naive at times, but you can't cheat me. Currently attached with baby♥, and still counting on. I'm tremendously spontaneous and hyperactive most of the times. I love sweet things, they simply melt my heart. Equal Equation, L'ove.


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Wednesday, June 17, 2009 @ 9:34 PM
Falling six feet underground.

{ Edited }


Why are we at this again, I don't know what to do .
Everything we try, it ends up in a fight.

I'm so off right now to re-post anything else.

Just post a super long post and the whole Internet just disconnected,
making the whole post un-saved.
Dang it, I feel so off.
And I don't know why we're at it again.

But as I was saying, Dad's irritating anyone he can right now.
And its now my turn, ugh.
He caught me off guard, by giving me a random peck on the cheek.
Grabbed my face from behind while I'm typing this post on the laptop.
I'm in the living room, listening to music, and blogging.
He is so random. He got the peck on my cheek on the second attempt as I dived on the first.
There's Prison Break later on, watching watching watching.
I feel so lethargic, but I still want to watch.
Training tomorrow, going to PRCS.
Now it's the Sec Ones turn to play with them.
Alright, go off.
I feel so down.

I don't know what to do.
Every time we talk about this, everything ends up in the fight.
I hope you understand my explanation since last night.
I don't want to be hurt once more, and I'm sorry, really really sorry.
I know that this is probably irrelevant for the present.
But we're thinking quite far right now.
Its not that I'm thinking negatively, its just that I can't believe...
I'm sorry, for wasting your time, for you to convince me.
But perhaps... I don't know.
Perhaps all this was a mistake...
ily...But, I don't know..
Why are we at this again...


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