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We grow old because we stop playing."
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Lay ting, 15. I'm proud to be a daughter of God. I am generally quite a happy kid with my awesome family and friends but when I'm emotional it's best you leave me alone. I believe it's nice to be nice so I live to love. I am sadistic. I like gore. I like red and orange. I like garfield. I like jumping. I like taking pictures. I like Christmas. I like hugs and people who make me feel special. I am often insecure. I am emo. I am hyper. I am noisy. I am very loud. I am fierce. I am awesome. I play floor ball. I like dancing. I wanna dance. I wanna be a superstar. I wanna see monsters. I don't like people who stare at me. I don't like poseurs. I don't like chocolates, sweets, cakes and ice cream. I don't like guys who hurt girls. If you agree that I am so awesome, Tell me here.

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What can I do to prove that I really do care.
2:26 PM
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Daddy, here's a finger for you. _l_
I know what you guys are going to say but like seriously I can't take it anymore.
Yeayeayea I admit it's somewhat my fault too but it's like you tell me,
Would you love home when you go home just to face a father who:
-Shouts at you for almost everything
-Makes you feel worse than anything else with the meanest words even your enemies can't say
-Calls you stupid and useless in your face
-Thinks you're worse than shit
-Whacks you
-Best thing of all hits you in the face
-Make you cry like no mother
-Shouts at you more even when you cried until you started vomitting
-Makes you go to school when you're crying until can go bang wall already
Right?
And this time it's all because I woke up late for school. At 7.
Okay great then I had to skip school because I eventually stopped crying and came out of the damn toilet which got flooded with my tears vomit and mucus (LOL sounds so sick hahahahahaha) at around 8.
Cried more on my bed and fell asleep soon after.
He said I treated them like slaves and that I'm inhuman and such.
He even said that if i didn't wanna go to school, then don't go to school FOREVER.
And he said he's gonna tell the school to drop me out of it when the school calls.
I don't know if he really did but if he really did, woah one whole load of counselling sessions tyvm.
I'd laugh i swear.
Hey, it's not that I wanted to wake up late right, besides, it's only 7. 7 7 7 7 7 7 7.
I was just trying hard to be a proper good student by finishing my project on time no matter what right.
I even went over to my uncle's house for my research at 12am ++ because my modem owas faulty.
I printed out pictures, wrote down notes, cut out the stupid boxes, colour + decorate almost everything, etc, to find myself looking at the clock that shown "2.27am"
I was tired myself alright, I was getting out of my bed when he came hitting me just because he wanted to destress.
Whoa, daughter = punching bag. Best.
Ok till here byebyebyebye. I think I almost died, fuckyoufuckyoufuckyou. ):
I think he just made me HATE him. I never once said I disliked him before but now I hate him.


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