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FEAT.
vintage princess
victoria
veekee'vicky
zerotwo
sexy seventeen
city harvest
heard of my prettyface
IN-SEARCH
Sunday, December 17
11:02 PM
; SAVE ME
th times when we were at pizzahut
nd when we tried t revive our childhood
IF I'M NOT HERE,
N'LEVEL KILLED ME.
JESUS, i'm in th #!&@$%^&* mood.
tmr is th day i've not been looking
forward t. 18th december either makes
or breaks my christmas nd my year-end.
&t add on t my misery,
nobody's helping by asking me about it.
it makes me wanna kill myself even more.
it makes me so stressed nd it feels as though
i'm gonna kill a president or osama. >)):
after months nd months,
one after another asking me about it.
ok, I DONNTE`KNOW HOW I WILL FAIR.
i tried my best, i think i almost died while
studying like a mad-dog. nd i donnte`know
what results im getting. i'm alr dumb. nd if
i fail, i will feel like th dumbest person ever.
yes, there are regrets in my life.
for not working hard when th books
were so easy t read nd score like
nobody's business. nd now, N'LEVEL
is no easy-peasy thing youu guys think it is.
my self-esteem is low - i know.
nd now, i think its sinking into th bikini bottoms.
ARGHHHH. fish-o-mama, i wanna vomit blood.
toodles.
God Bless Me.
