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HAHA just kidding, don’t you just hate it when people do that? lmao.

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xuan i miss you already. quick come back from that mountain. please stay safe my babyyyy. and kat i don’t even know when i’m gonna see you again! this sucks! i want my babies. ha ha you’ll both see this when you return and smile. can’t wait for you guys to come back to my arms again. whooooo. and about the rant below, i just had to get it off my chest. don’t bother reading it if you’re not in the mood for some ridiculous drama and outpour of emotions. i feel too much for my own good. ah, goodnight.

I am so sick of this. I’m really so so so so tired.

I am so freaking screwed for lit it’s almost funny. I’m screwed for all my papers, btw. *worried face. roll on next sem ahahahahahaha! Liverpool beat Everton 2-0 in the merseyside derby! and the best thing? we kept a clean sheet. *proud grin, even though we got owned in midfield and i almost had a heart attack watching again. three points and cleansheet, fuck the rest.

You know the feeling? That feeling. The one that makes you feel like screaming, the one that blackens your heart. The one that’s so evil and bad for you that it seems to eat away at all the good things in your life. The one that makes you want to throw something, anything? I hate that feeling. And i hate it the most, when i don’t give a shit about something and something happens that makes me feel all these things, it makes no sense, and there’s no logic in it whatsoever, but it just is. It somehow manages to consume me. And i don’t fucking know why.