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Sleepless at home.
So i keep changing my blog skin. Mainly cos im just not satisfied with one after the other. Its like, i cant get any PEACE. Today was actually Beach Day. I was spose to post the pics but well, i just havent got em yet. I get to remmber how indecisive i am in evrythng. Its not a funny thng, but more like torture. Its like a phobia thats not really a phobia but somehow it is because you experience the symptoms. For example, going shopping for clothes is always super fun and exhausting. Cos its like, i keep searching and searching until i find the perfect one, but usually and when i thnk i found it, i should keep looking again, and by the time ive purchased it i keep having doubts (which fades away eventually) and then either get smthng else too and GAAHHH. Just talking about it is making my insides go into the toilet.

So again anyways, GOSSIP GIRL IS THE BOMB. I know its lame to start late but i seriously loved it. And Chuck Bass is so hot!

'its like ive waited my whole life.. its only you me and the dance floor..' Chris brown-forever is stuck in my head.

So ths other grl was wearing ths cool outfit and she OWNED it brabis cos she had the right proportions and all. Kill the skinny bitch much?

Im soo fucking sleepy and i havent mandi yet. A bad habit i need to DROP.

And lastly since my brain is tapped from all colour and creativity,

Hide me from anythng i do that makes you doubt me,
Hidin on every little chance, i seem to hurt you,
For all i try to say, i shy away,
For every stupid shout, each thought this way, that makes u doubt me.
HIDE ME.

Goodnight dear non-readers.
Love, Far.

P/s: Please ignore the weird thngs on the 'about me' and all the thngs besides the post. You dig?

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