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orangeeeeyy Missyan

Monday, July 27, 2009

I don't know why I've been feeling alot of doubts lately.
Doubts about myself.
About everyone else.
Everything just seems too surreal.
Too confusing.
Perplexing.
And I'm getting tired of guessing how I feel.
Or what makes me feel this way.
Or what others feel.

Know what.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ALREADY.
WHICHEVER.
WHATEVER.
I'm tired.

Don't need to speculate.
My mind's in a mess.
So are my words.
Nothing's making sense.

Okay.
That's enough for the night.
Enough.
Stop.
Nights.
This is like a freaking routine nowadays.
WTH WTH WTH WTH WTH.


and there she goes chasing her fairytales, 02:32