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The journey home was torturous .
Regretted to be out playing that night.
thinking of the ending that i dun expect makes me really upset.
even how much i wanted to shout , scream & yell..
it doesnt help at all .. saying to friends doens't benefit any of them but adding burden to them.
i had enough of such a emo affected bitch i m now.

IS ALL KARMA & HAVE MYSELF TO BLAME TO CREATE SUCH A STUPID MESS!
STUPIDITY im feeling it real hard now..

it'll all get better in time i truely believe it.

FUCKED UP SERIOUSLY !
i'm the real BABO now ! :(


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