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I am strawberry and my husband is blueberry. He's my fourth husband because the previous ones' were made into yogurt. My house is the tree and my food is cow dung. I heard I am going to be made into yogurt too so maybe I'll meet my husbands in someone's stomach soon.

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REMINISCENCE
flashbacks.
  • September 2009
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  • December 2009
  • January 2010
  • February 2010
  • March 2010
  • April 2010
  • May 2010
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  • December 2010
  • January 2011


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    September 21, 2010
    Title :
    Time : 9/21/2010 09:37:00 PM






    Editedzx ,

    I hate the fucking feeling i'm having . Like wtf ? Should i just say i really give up hopes on myself . Fuck mysef .Nobodys undestand much . Sometimes i do ask myself , am i really needed or i'm just being a stupid fool Thats being used all time . Yknow , I can bare with all the shit you say . But they do have a limit. I hate it when you act like your the Main person that everybody has to look up to you . ome on ? Dont you know many pple actually hate you but just that they have double face so you cant tell much also . I simply just dont tell you how i really think about you . So i just shut everything insidde. Ohhhhhwells . i should just keep everything to myself. In this fucking world nobody can be trusted . Like not even your fucking best friend . I just get fucking irritated with every single shitzx . -'- , Michelle michelle , what the fuck is wrong with you . SOMEBODY fucking kill me now . I can just j1ump down the fucking building . you are not helping much . I shall just shut everything in myself . i do whatever i want to do , dont wanna care whatever shit others say , i'm not there fucking mother fucker dog . I think i'm just gonnna break down any moment . And i tell myself " Michelle , michelle , be a brave girlll , " But i just couldnt control .. Sometimes , a listning ear would be great . but i found nobodyyyy. Whats moreee , tell othersss might just lead to yourselfff being a big mother fucking laughing stalk to otherss , i'm sick and tired of putting this big smile on my face whereby its so fake. I so tired of these fake smiles . why cant i just be happyyy ??? WHY WHY WHY . Nothing could really cheer me upppp . Nobody reads my blog so i guess its alright to post this . My mother just showed me face , LIKE WHAT . i dk luh . I really dk . I give up . SERIOUSLY . Why cant i live the way others live ??? All the happiness they have .. Haii .. And whats more , nobody really cares My mother is slaming things.. And she gives me a black face . URGH . whatever.






    School tmrw , What a dread . rock climbing , EVEN WORSE.