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❝The world sees what you do,God sees why you do it❞

I'm not a bitch just have a low bullshit tolerance.
Old enough to know too young to give a fuck.
I may treat you nicely but familiarity breeds contempt,watch your words.
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I don't want to be the one the battles always choose
Friday, 2 September 2011 @ 8:27:00 pm
HI IM BACK. okay sorry i haven't update ever since... monday. i wasn't busy in particular BUT i didn't know what to blog as i forgot to bring my cam out on tuesday! soooooo after thinking for so longgg on what to blog without putting my face here, im gonna type things out on random.

We all have scars, we're all hurt just the same & we all have our stories to tell.


      Value the people who sacrifice for you because what they've just sacrificed could have been their everything.

Because of the way I've grown up I've always felt separate from the rest like I was from a different spiecies.To start with,I was never really well liked among classmates schoolmates etc etc. At that point I had no idea why but maybe I'm really that bitch they talk about without myself noticing. None the less, I tried my best & people never seemed satisfied. I simply felt confused that no matter how much time I spent w somone, they never stayed. So based on my smart ass conlcusions, I concluded that in some way I must have done something wrong. Naive me decided to ''try harder''.  However, there was something about it all that felt forbidden & dangerous & everything was out of my depth so much so that I couldn't quite put a finger on it.


        Talking shit about someone's really engaging try being that person that's being talked about & get engaged w feeling ''awesome''.

I learned things the hard way, I never took shortcuts & I've been to places that's out of my boundaries.People say things you wanna hear behind those face mask, but backstage, they never really meant things that way instead they say things that brings you into another dimension. Through actions & the looks people cast, I got the whole idea of things. Overnight, I've rised in level of  ''importance''. From someone that's a friend to somone that's a bitch, liar etc. People said things on pretext, nothing was real, the only real things were their comments.

People aren't what they are for no apparent reason. There's a story that you wouldn't know behind those smiles not unless they told you so. They aren't this way because they want to. Sometimes what they have gone through makes it impossible to fix them cause the past have already manipulated them.

Of course I turned smart overnight too, I stopped trying. I realised pleasing someone doesn't make any sense & being in people's dirty talk doesn't actually hurt. What hurts the most is when the person you least expect to hurt you does so. And sometimes the expectation of someone often brings us scars that last a lifetime which can't be made up for.

We always instigate what we don't mean but that doesn't give us the right to do something & only apologize after that. Not every sorry deserves an its okay in return. 

No offence to anybody reading but if i offended you i'm sorry. :) okay i'll stop here bet i bore you guys out but better than me not blogging. +evil laughter+ goodnight & have a good week of holidays ahead!