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shanti.16.chindian.250290.
guitars.minorities.
black.red.white.
music.rock all the way.
domination not allowed.
___HATE___

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REMEMBER TO FEEL REAL
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its times like this when you wish you could kill y...
THE MORE YOU TALK THE LESS I HEAR.
INSIDE WANTS OUT.
RAPID HOPE LOSS
BEND AND NOT BREAK.
BROKEN HEARTS AND CONCRETE FLOORS.
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY.

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GIVE A LITTLE BIT.

when all shanti's efforts come to a naught.
today i was this _ close to walking out of my drama group. are you seriously stupid the point of coming and not having a script? i can bet on a penny that half my group hates me. but the good thing about having my group i figured is that everything somehow goes according my way, and i like having things going my way. and blooody hell, im supposed to re-enact the titanic scene with the china boy in my group who should seriously screw himself upside down. arhhh why meee.


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i don't what sparked in me today, but im glad it happened. the long awaited wait of getting back to the past routine/way of life. for the better or for the worse, i've yet to know. but all i know is that some things have yet to change. the harder i try, the harder it gets. or maybe im not even trying, because i dont know how to. the mind is misleading, the heart increases confusion and the sensation is overwhelming.


life & i both have one thing in common: being bitches.

period.


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