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  • Thursday, July 21, 2011
    • ♥ Dear you.

    You. You. You. Why is it always you. You cause me misery. You turn my world upside down. Every single year, you make me cry. Every year, you visit. Every year, you insist that i go back. why? I don't even knw. to make me feel even more sad? to make me feel even worse? if thats the case, then keep up the good work. you're doing a really good job at turning my life around. Thanks, and stop asking me if i wanna go back, cos i dont. Seriously, other people who have their dads dead, like phoebe or yi shan, have a better life than me.


    Now go away.


    Yes you.