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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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Friday, January 28, 2011

I really don't know what or how to feel anymore. Everytime I think of it, I get irritated, I get angry, I get defensive and I act hastily.
Forget it, I'm not bothered to even type out because I don't even want to think about it.
Bottom line, I really don't know how I'm supposed to feel. Maybe because I'm tired now.

I'm not looking forward to going out tmr. I feel like sleeping the whole day in. If people don't have time for others who make the effort to do things for them on their special day, why should other people bother to even set aside time to spend time with you? You prioritise friends or your girlfriend/s over more important people, then I don't even wish to make the effort to set aside time in my schedule to hang out together. Seriously.
And why do I even bother typing all this out, it all sounds so confusing. Fuck.

Show me. Just show me. That's all I need now. I need to know. I need to see it for myself. Because what I'm seeing now isn't giving me the right signs. It just makes me feel like dusting everything away.

& the ex said to me, I don't want to see you with another guy. -_-
Ok sure, I'll introduce you to my lesbian partner soon whenever we're free to meet ayts.