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-E-LLA in short;
18'03 Nineteen-ninety2 .


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ORANGE, my favourite COLOUR.

COKE, my ADDICTION.

And oh,

I LOVE BUTTERFLIES!


I'm hot-tempered, but im nice. Only say you know me best if you can understand when i say "I'M COMPLICATED"

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Monday, April 26, 2010 @2:43 AM ♥

No one can ever understand how deep i am hurt, my feelings.

How did i broke down into buckets of tears.

Crying myself to sleep is a "its-been-long-since-i've-done-it" thingy.

And whats worse is that i woke up the next day with tears also...

Those harsh words from Mum really hurt me deep down my soft-heart.

I walked out of the room,with a broken heart and sorrows, over to my room.

Sat and stared at the blank computer screen infront of me.

I keep on questioning myself why am i still alive when i was drowned at the wildwildwet early that day..

No, mum didn't scolded me because of me going to the wildwildwet but it just a UNEXPECTEDLY RANDOM scoldings.

One thing i feel like doing at the point of time is to run away from home, again.

Yes,AGAIN because i ran away from home before but came back an hour after..

but i think far.

Even to commit suicide crossed my mind, but again i think very far.

It's all not worth it, and that's the reason why i am still here.

 

It's not that i am not aware of the real person i am,

it's not that i've not realised that THE TYPE OF FEMALE i am,

it's not that i have not been a good daughter,

but to change the attitude and habits need time...

 

I am very upset, even now, and i am speechless.

I didn't know how am i going to explain further what i exactly feel to my dearest readers and even to anybodyelse who really cares.

I need time to calm myself down...

Nights!