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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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Saturday, January 12, 2008
Hell in a cell
11:11 PM
I threw those pebbles. Yeah, i really threw them. I threw them real hard that it creates a very beautiful ripples. I was bloody frustrated with myself and how things were back then. I know I'm having difficulty controlling my snappy temper. But damn it, i tried real hard. Thus, i decided to vent my anger at these pitiful pebbles.Plus, I'm sick and tired of hearing people telling me what to do and what not to do. I know these people mean well. But sometimes you just have to give a girl some space to breathe and live. For once, let me stand on my own feet. Frankly speaking, I'm too old to hide behind my mom's frilly apron. Furthermore, I'm having mixed feelings right now. I'm aware that people always try to settle for the best. Hence, i don't know or rather unsure what is my best. At this stage of my life, I've been doing a lot of thinking involving me, people, world and you. Everyone has been part of my pathetic life for bloody 17 years. However, there's someone who wants to be in my life. I'm rather uncomfortable hearing this notion myself. I don't know whether my heart is up for the game. I know I'm not up for the challenged. But, I've been asking myself this, "Am i willing to take chances?" Deep down, i know I'm not. Maybe, never. |
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