.: _ Untitled //* (Attention : Viewer discretion is adviced.) I won't complain and i will accept if u'd say i've been rebelling, but i can never take it as s0mething to be blamed on. Who's lo0king after me, like myself and n0body else. At least Andy and David. My parents are living like at the other side of the Earth, and my guardian's being a bitch, like an idi0t he d0esn't even know we're skipping everyday.
Ok. Actually i just p0sted a post like awhile ago, i was lying on my bed, staining my pill0w with tears, and i was thinking "who would actually be there to hold me when i feel like the world's g0nna end?" Guess the answer. My heart painfully whispered "noone".
So i closed my eyes and i could feel my teardr0ps were bugging me so hard to let go. At that m0ment i felt like a shit. Somehow my heart felt cheated, lied, betrayed, and so on. And it's n0body's fault, not p0inting fingers, the blame is on me.
Before i lied down on my bed i actually went to pray, th0ugh lately my prayers d0n't feel so str0ng nomore, i still beg for answers from up ab0ve. I thought i was being neglected by God, but s0mething just sp0ke to me saying like Weren't you the one who was neglecting God instead? At that m0ment, i felt damned.
With all the issues lingering ar0und in my head, screwing up my brain and filling up my mind with n0nsense and shit, i felt c0mpletely insecure. Everyone ar0und feels like a bunch of strangers, i see fog and i feel cold. Now i feel lost.
So i was actually w0ndering, like what the hell is a b0yfriend go0d for in this kind of situati0n, guess what, they can't do no shit. I am the one in tr0uble, and he d0esn't know how it feels. He thinks it's g0nna be alright, without even suggesting helpful ideas and supp0rt. Perhaps i should tell him my sweet dream has now ended. And so0n, it's our st0ry's turn. Happy ending? Don't even think ab0ut it. Don't w0rry, we w0uld still go to the Wonderland t0gether. Shit.
I could say my life's screwed up, but who's exactly at fault. Which shit messed it all up. I'm on the list.
SO SCREW IT MORE MIA YOU LITTLE SHIT BI*CH! (word's censored for the fact that i'm still respecting my own pride, asshole.)
Uh huh, yeah, this is the real me, now u can scream, cry and run to ur mUmmy, u piece of shit.
.. why, i just need to let go ..
Name : Mia Ka
Nick : Marshmallow
D.O.B. : December 24th 1988
Horoscope : Capricorn
Location : Richmond Hill, Canada
School : Alexander Mackenzie High
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Ring
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Japanese Food Buffet
Sick
Clean Room
Clean House
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.: _ Untitled //* (Attention : Viewer discretion is adviced.) I won't complain and i will accept if u'd say i've been rebelling, but i can never take it as s0mething to be blamed on. Who's lo0king after me, like myself and n0body else. At least Andy and David. My parents are living like at the other side of the Earth, and my guardian's being a bitch, like an idi0t he d0esn't even know we're skipping everyday.
Ok. Actually i just p0sted a post like awhile ago, i was lying on my bed, staining my pill0w with tears, and i was thinking "who would actually be there to hold me when i feel like the world's g0nna end?" Guess the answer. My heart painfully whispered "noone".
So i closed my eyes and i could feel my teardr0ps were bugging me so hard to let go. At that m0ment i felt like a shit. Somehow my heart felt cheated, lied, betrayed, and so on. And it's n0body's fault, not p0inting fingers, the blame is on me.
Before i lied down on my bed i actually went to pray, th0ugh lately my prayers d0n't feel so str0ng nomore, i still beg for answers from up ab0ve. I thought i was being neglected by God, but s0mething just sp0ke to me saying like Weren't you the one who was neglecting God instead? At that m0ment, i felt damned.
With all the issues lingering ar0und in my head, screwing up my brain and filling up my mind with n0nsense and shit, i felt c0mpletely insecure. Everyone ar0und feels like a bunch of strangers, i see fog and i feel cold. Now i feel lost.
So i was actually w0ndering, like what the hell is a b0yfriend go0d for in this kind of situati0n, guess what, they can't do no shit. I am the one in tr0uble, and he d0esn't know how it feels. He thinks it's g0nna be alright, without even suggesting helpful ideas and supp0rt. Perhaps i should tell him my sweet dream has now ended. And so0n, it's our st0ry's turn. Happy ending? Don't even think ab0ut it. Don't w0rry, we w0uld still go to the Wonderland t0gether. Shit.
I could say my life's screwed up, but who's exactly at fault. Which shit messed it all up. I'm on the list.
SO SCREW IT MORE MIA YOU LITTLE SHIT BI*CH! (word's censored for the fact that i'm still respecting my own pride, asshole.)
Uh huh, yeah, this is the real me, now u can scream, cry and run to ur mUmmy, u piece of shit.
.. why, i just need to let go ..