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Nov 23, 2011:


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LaLaLand
In a snap.


Dear diary,, Tue-dayy *221111*.



November'sNacreousClouds. 
Tuesday.
Cabbed to school late~
Free food!!~


Mum was at Agora halls for some kindergarten conference..
W
hat luck!~ I was super hungry.. & tired.
Ended up going with Krsna to Kallang to watch Immortals.

Cringing at the scenes & the temperature.







Early day home.. wasn't feeling too well.
Very much under the weather..
It's the head talking.
Being paranoid is second nature to me.
 


That aside.. I see someone's constantly waiting to bury me in deep.
Hehh. Sounds like sex. But no. He keeps watch on me.
Always finding excuses to put blame me.
Always going for that old story.



Till the one day you realise that you were never fighting with me.. let alone for me.
No.. you were fighting against me.








TalkingToStars. 



LiLMiss[V]exatious

SyidahAinVeeJr.; 12:37 AM



♫|Nostalgia| |Melancholy|♪