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Tuesday, 24 February 2009

...
I never said anything about death.
Because it's more than you think it is...

Because you hate me for everything that I am.
And what's that?

I'm
unsure
unstable
silent
emotionless.

Or maybe what's left of me. Or maybe that's me. The me I've been looking for all long.
I dunno. I dunno anything anymore.

Late nights and endless days just leave me in a even blanker state that before, and before, and before.
I can't sleep but if I do I can't wake up.
...
oh...dang.

...

no SPORE. D:

....

And so my story says.

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14 years
ChungChengHigh(Main)
4 months to doomsday.

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I dunno what I like.

hates.

I dunno what I hate.