imperfect
Thursday, December 1, 2011,

' those harted lies on my bed and wake up early before the dawn.
i found the bliss when i stare down and love the hate . i make up my mind being my Ego while i couldn't really understand what would that stands for act . im imprefectly born .but im perfectly me . those amount of friends wont make me laugh everdays . but what really make sense is we create it . i really2 miss the one person side of me ' :'( .

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