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Entries Me Exits Past


Rawrrr!


Fabian Koh Hong Yi
Temasek Polytechnic, Mechatronics
23rd November 1992

Scream At Me



Sunday, May 31, 2009
*Sigh.
Why am I always the only one, it seems, to not have things to go the way I want it to?
There wasn't anything to start with for you right?
Nothing to at all.
Well, I'll find someone else to talk to. To be my texting buddy will do.
Had enough of trying to impossibilities, you're most prolly too hot for me.
Or maybe, that's what you think. O:
Nah, doubt so.
But anyway, I think I'm having a crush/love.

But yea, fuck this shit. Nothing turns out well for me in these stupid stuff.
Must be retribution.
My talking is much better than yesterday, &it doesn't hurt as much anymore. Woo.

Fuck all these shit.