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Oh hello. I am Narah and I am 18. Dark chocolates,marshmallows and novels are my favorite things.



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Monday, May 17, 2010
Just shut up shut up~

I've been wondering for 2 years, and I'm still wondering now.
WHEN THE FUCK DO YOU INTEND TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR ACTIONS AND YOUR GODDAMN LIFE?

How long do you expect people around you to try to fucking cover up for you?

Yes, I understand the little secrets between all of us and how we cover up for each other. But as individuals, we take care of our own little secrets so that no one else is troubled by it.

NOW THAT'S THE FUCKING DIFFERENCE BETWEEN US AND YOU.

I'm tired with all these unnecessary drama. You fucking know that what you're doing is wrong and yet you stilllll do it.

I don't understand uh. They say wisdom comes with age but in your case, there ain't no difference.

How come, I'm not doing the things that you're doing when I'm younger than you?

How come I can feel the pain of looking at their disappointed faces but you can't when you have A FUCKING TRUCKLOAD OF THINGS to be guilty about?

How come I think twice before I do but you don't even think?

How come eh?

That's it eh, I can't be bothered with your bullshit anymore. Take responsibility for your own wrongdoings and don't get me involved innit.

When the day comes when you look in the mirror and see how your ugly character reflects on your face, that would be the day worth celebrating over.


Moving on, friend told me to take up photography. I'm thrilled but contemplating.
And quoted from him:
"Coz when you start comparing, you'll start to lose the passion"

Super make sense.I like.

ok da.
Goodnight lovelies.