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Love is our Resistance
They'll keep us apart, they won't stop breaking us down

Biography

The name is R. I know loving you is hard, but my heart just keep telling me not to give up. I just wont give up on you unless you do that. I know i need you, dont ever leave me, baby.

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Pastentries

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May 2010
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August 2010
September 2010
February 2011
March 2011
May 2011


Monday, May 31, 2010

i took a walk around my neighbourhood, sent a fake message that i died just to see if you cared. but no, i knew it. anyway nobody loves me in this world. my own best friend in secondary school tried to hack my account. oh i deserve to die i really should.

so i just came back from the walk, there's a wake at my house below. oh i wouldn't want it to be yellow, please make it as white as psosible. please tie two plaits on my hair, doll me up cutely, and i know no one is gonna come my funeral. i hope you can come and see me for the last time. haha. and say that i'm beautiful..

you asked me to get 4.0 gpa. but how can I? i can't. my head is so giddy while i was walking below, thinking of where should i land, which floor should i jump from. there is a kind of thrill. then i stood in the middle of nowhere, feel like puking, wondering how it would feel , how it hurt or would not hurt...

i don't know if i should get 4.0 gpa because you will say that i'm stupid, and that i think i am very smart because i get 4.0 gpa. so i won't get 4.0 gpa. i can get another 4.0. i'd do that tonight. i'd do that at the very number you want. ha..

and i hope you put on the ring on for me again, its difficult to pull out i know, because i am so fat. so just put it on and never pull it back. bury me, cos i want to be back onto the soil and the living things eat into my flesh. haha. nobody fucking cares.


小兔子

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