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Let's Sing Along,

Saturday, November 29, 2008 @ 3:35 PM

post onehundredandninetyone.

its like.
i think i dont really am who i am, anymore.
or who i was anymore.
cause the inner struggle within me is affecting every single bit of my life.

how i struggled to see which church i belong.
how i struggled to stay calm, and stop talking to those that piss me off.
but even so. i dont want to become such a person.
because now i am the one pissing people off.

i feel. empty.
even if i have btmt as my bestie. i think i am being greedy?
i dont like myself against the world , at least thats what i am , inside.

Hey there.
Serena, child of God manufactured on 121093 who appreciates music and art. Loves alot of guy superstars, and too many stuffs on her wishlist to share here. Fat. Doesn't have time-management skills. Very into drama marathons.
first. second. my facebook. cabbagecrumbs. FML. mysoju. things we forget. youme&charlie.
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