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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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breakaway
Wishlist:
-Trip to Korea again
-Go to the beach
-Learn how to sing properly
-CLOTHES
-SHOES
-Flawless skin
-Taller

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Friday, April 17, 2009 // 6:59 AM

Boredom. aiks. Die. Die. Die.

Lately, I kindda really ACTUALLY realize that.. I don't tell things to people around me. But I want people to share things with me. I know its kindda unfair. But, somehow i can't change that thought. I kept a lot of things to myself. Even my twin share things with me and I don't . It's really weird. Somehow, I get emotional all of a sudden after that i'll go hyper.

Things have been happening these few days. I've been feeling really tired. but, I never once told someone about a thing. I just sat on the chair day dreaming. Making the others worry. well, I apologize.