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art. I am X years old and bumming around.. This is my blog so I can say anything I want to say here and I deserve respect so if you don't give a damn you are very much welcome to leave. Cheers for me.
So, you somehow got in here. Well if you had'nt realise it yet, this is actually my blog.
Yea well, go on and read. I guess.
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By the way, just in case u end up looking at my archives, and you somehow click on it, it will bring you back to this page right here.
But fret not!
you just have to click on the entries page once again to view the archives.
Troublesome, I know.
Anyway,
Cheers for me.
Again.
EYEBALLS
written at Friday, February 22, 2008
mood- getting back on trackmusic- Warmness On the Soul BY AVENGED SEVENFOLDToday was a slow day. Very slow to be precise. And add to that, its hot too! Ahhhh...
It was on this slow day that i discovered something incredible. Well actually its more like incredibly gross. So to speak. It was at pantry when Aida started poking the salmon's eyeball. WHAT THE HELL??!!! And she said that people EAT those eyeballs... To quote Rhea " EWWWW" would be most appropriate right now. Suck on the insides of the eyeballs and slimy?? BLEARGH!!
AW MAN, that was frightening.
Eyeballs.
Hmm....
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xx YEARS OLD WRITER, FROM SINGAPURA
JUST SOME IDIOT SEEING THE WORLD ANEW. WITH DOORS AJAR, PEEKED THRU THE FUTURE OF WHAT MAY BE. OPTIMISTIC THRUOUT. LAUGHTER IS INDEED THE BEST MEDCINE.
QUIET BUT ECCENTRIC.
KIND YET CRUEL.
SENSIBLE AND EMOTIONAL AT THE SAME TIME.
NONCHALANT AND IGNORANT.
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I AM WHAT I AM.
IM YOUR COOLEST MOTHAFUCKIN' BASTARD AROUND, AND YOU
CAN DO NO SHIT ABOUT IT.
PEACE!!