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Heart vacancy.



Wednesday, April 28, 2010 ♥


Anyone knows what is stored in this ppl brain?
Why such ppl actually exist?
Not 1 but 2 , 3 and even more. wtf is wrong with them?
esp ppl from _____ and ________ pls dont put on a fake smile, it wont kill you to admit tht u are actually not happy with any particular things.
And why can't they actually bother about their stuff, keep their freaking hands to themselves.
Set your mind on YOUR own things, keep things to yourself, do your own things and SHUTFUP~
Shall see what a patient and easygoing ppl turn when they become nasty.
fyi, fuckup! i'll tell the bug boss for sure.
you think you gona carry on this for your fucking life, ya! good~ congrats huh. i'll let u go on.
first u instruct thn you complain , shoout after which you blame and finally you turn to soft-hearted, waiting for good;



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