Oh, the "weak" is about to start all over again.
I don't know why there's so much hate and anger inside of me. I felt as if no one around me was aware of how I felt. It was rather annoying, to be honest. I just want everyone to wake the fuck up, and listen. Since no one cared to know earlier, no one ought to know what the fuck I'm feeling now, it's none of your bitchness!
On a brighter note, Sundays are always my fun-days. (=
My "Angel," Quyen Tien came over again. Of course, we ate, chilled, gossiped, discussed, and watched. You know, the usual. We're inseperable... we're like the pimp and the hoe! You can only imagine who's who. [;
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