i am feeling very frustrated right now.
i want OUT.
suffocation within my OWN SKIN.
i dont like this sense of unrest
and untimely angst.
the ithiness u cant scratch away
screaming my lungs out wont help
angry tears WONT FLOW.
sadness surrounds me.

trust me. this will all end. DO YOU EVEN FUCKING CARE...

i dont wanna say anything more. i just want my sense of freedom back. and im NOT talking bout skul or parents. up to you if you want to guess. i went through it once before but unlike then, i can take it this time. i wont be emotionally destroyed cuz in the end, i know i'll still be standing and doing what i do best [if i were a guy, that wud be pissing. hahah. im a girl so i guess i'll squat. ahahahaha.]

i was in the library reading bout skinheads. really ABOUT skinheads. it was a novel by john king called HUMAN PUNK. it was alright even tho the wrting style was weird. i was contemplating whether to *BORROW* it annot, but i wont take my chances this time. im still recovering from the last time i *BORROWED* tho nothing happened.

cant wait fer National Day. cuz at 1.30 there will be "Barbie as Rapunzel". It is a definite MUST-WATCH. i HEART no-brainers.



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