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I want you back.

i think i should treat myself to some sea breeze and cigarettes. i hope it'll do me and my soul justice.

It's late at night and neither one of us is sleeping ( Read more... )

the pain is fucking excruciating. you were like, a cancer. now im just left to die. though chemo will somehow eradicate you, part of you will still be with me, and i will never forget the pain of forgetting.

seriously can't take this anymore... just kill me.

crazy

Lips cracking and peeling. Hands shaking. Body temperature's rising. Mind-losing. (Sanity too) Head's ripping. Throat's dying ( Read more... )

alright! finally an amateur barista at www.papapalheta.com. and now, i'll have to put more effort in latte art. and the correct amount of milk/froth needed for each coffee beverage type.

aside that, i have fucking p3. i need ideas and concepts. also in less than a year... it's graduation... so that means it's the last few days of havoc and ( Read more... )