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IRENE CHEEN,
I'm eighteen, I wouldn't claim myself to be 'short' at 5"2.5 but I do wish to be taller sometimes. My greatest fear of life is being alone for too long & being around tight spaces(Claustrophobic). I am a crossed legged that loves cuddles, piggybacks, tea, foul words, animals, acid wash colours, music, ADTR, poetry, alone, horror, long walks, conversations, smell of rain, old books, random midnight roadtrips, James Frey, wolves, piercings, and FOOD.
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Sunday, November 16, 2008
I don't think i can take it. The fact I'm in high school & they say its one of the best time ever. okay, maybe. But i kept wondering why am I always the last to know every single thing that is coming in the way of my life. I don't hesitate to ask like how i use to, I'm giving up to ask on is it about me. I feel so retarded. It's only your choice to come up to me to tell me. I hope we were 5 where we all got along with each and another. Maybe we're not grown ups after all, I just have to accept the fact. But why do i feel like walking away from everyone whom i ever knew cause the person whom i actually ever loved & love is gone. Gone forever & I don't dream about it. I can't forget about it but i'm hoping to be lucky enough to forget the pain. I hope i get to cuddle in your arm for the last time. I wanna cry in your arms, let you wipe my tears & tell me things will be okay. Cause thoughout all these years, I've been going thru things alone. cry by my self, Laughing on the outside, not sure if i'm really happy in the inside. Get to be sad when no ones looking. Just another smile with no joy in it, Where have you been?I miss you mom):