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![]() WISHLIST ♥ MORE Tattoos Tattoo machine (with power source. Custom tattoo machine SOMETHING REAL My own studio. New lens for my 50D. WORLD PEACE LOL Beats by Dr Dre ( I will forever love you if you'd give me one ♥ ) Snow Leopard upgrade ZUNE Trip to Germany + ticket to Oomph's concert. Trip to wherever Muse will play WAVEBOARD LUCK Flickr, by yours truly. dA, by yours truly. Multiply, by yours truly. Plurk, by yours truly. Nica, teh CyberHyper Buddy. Khan, teh Clone Aiwa, teh Kulit. Pabs, teh long lost friend. E.mman, teh great illustrator. Maria, teh vocalist and besfrond.
April 2009
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20100711
*rant*
HEY YOU.
Yes you. I will make you the least of my worries and I won't let you get in the way of happiness. I will stop worrying about you because I really don't have to worry about you. I wish for our happiness and I really don't care how this ends up. I just want US to be happy without me ever worrying about you, and if he is happy with me, then fine, I will go on with being happy with him. I just don't want to over-think about you because all I let you do is make my heart break and my life miserable and I know it makes him feel bad. So yes, from now on I will choose to just be happy. Labels: rant
20100311
I feel so left out. I want to cry. I need to let this out but I can't seem to find the... tears to.. cry it all out. Maybe I'm just tired. But how could I be tired? I've been stuck at home doing nothing for the past few days. And when I do go out, I go out with friends. Oh right. That's it. I'm tired of seeing the same scenario over and over and over again. It really isn't their fault. It's me. I'm too bitter about a few things that I hurt myself when I see it happening in front of me. I need to cry this out. It's too frustrating. Sorry happy blog. I just need to let this out. Labels: rant
20100223
I thought you had better things to do. Turns out you don't. Well, go figure why I had it tattooed on my wrist, dear.
It's because I have my own life. I have my own dreams. I know exactly who I am. And you know what, I don't need people like you to tell me what I was and what I am right now. See. I'm even giving you so much credit by blogging about the likes of you. I'm already having a bit of trouble with what I'm having right now and whatever is wrong with my body. So don't you go messing around with me. Labels: rant |