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Myrahans Lafrelle, 18Ich kann ein bisschen Deutsch Hip Hop, Reggae, Broadway Student by the day, Dancer by the night |
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Friday, January 4, 2008
8:36 PM
Did i just say i despised liars?Yeah man, i really do. I snickered silently as i watched his face turning a darker shade of red. I knew he's pissed with me. Nevertheless, i couldn't care less anymore. I've never asked for his presence in my life. But, he wants to be in it. Stubborn little chit. Oh scratch that, bloody egoistic masochist wanna-be. Hell, you're such a sweet talker mother fucker. Now that I've said it, a sense of relief washed over me. Holding on to this grudge is draining a lot of energy from me. "Why bend on looking into the past, when the future awaits you?" Hence, i shrugged that heavy grudge off my load. Never felt better. |
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