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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
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Adeline!, 12021995I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard
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June 25, 2009
yo. ytd was really nice and happy until at night. okay yep. woke up at 1030, once again, i am late-.- so faster rushed out the house and meet simin. training was tough! O: training our endurance, and stuffs. and i really tried to endure! :) hahah. oh, and my mouth was dry until like shit ytd cos i didnt get to have a water break at first. ._. so... trained formation, and a little of physical after that. i was dead tired man. seriously. my eyes could just closed and sleep on the mrt. Lololol. at nightttt. yes. sooo, i was super super happy after i heard something. so i asked my mom for permission. and she was like, ' What?! who say you can go?' omfg my heart just sank. sank to the bottomless pit. and okay nvm, i just say not confirmed yet. then she continued nagging! wtf. like omg, i totally cant take it. she asked me, the whole holidays, WHAT DID I DO. i did freaking lots of things okay. but she actually meant other work besides school work. so yes, i did nothing. hey, but i still studied, i still did my homework right. and SHE continued, saying that my brother also keep on like that, I ALSO. please okay, this is my first time in my whole secondary life. wtf how no life can i get. so i was already super duper pissed. but she continued, dragging the whole topic to the house, saying that the house is in the mess, and no one is willing to help her. wtf? just because i am at home, just because i am the youngest, just because i am the only girl, just because brother is unwilling to help, I AM ALWAYS THE ONE. IS FORVER okay. like shit. and she continued, saying that my table is in the mess too. and fyi, i just cleared and used the cloth to wipe my table top. is fine that she didnt see that, but she claimed that the table is still messy. i nearly went mad. and she droned on and on later. so i just freaking slammed the laptop cover and took my claymarble to the room and read. sorry, but that was just what happened ytd night. and right now when i am typing, i still feel damn pissed and upset. and she asked me to wake up at 9 today, for dunno what reason. and she put some bloody sci book on my table. i dunno for what, and i dont care. i just want to get out of this house. no, can i even call this a house, a home. |
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