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Oh man, I didn't felt like this for so long...
I feel like vomitting.
Like whenever I feel depressed...
I don't feel sick. I just want to vomit.
everything...
This outfit makes me sad. I want this, but it would be a waste on me...
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This is stupid...
I was so happy to see all my Lolita friends on TV...
But now I feel like crying.
At first it was out of joy.
Now it's because I feel like I'm ugly compared to them.
They shine while I'm nothing.
I would dress like them. I really would like it.
But I'm a fucking coward.
I don't want everyone's glares.
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It's funny how I just have to go back to an old blog and make a come back here to be free from some persons.
Because I don't really want anyone to follow this.
I just need to evacuate things.
And I created a tumblr on this purpose.
But it's been spoiled, lots of friends found this out.
I didn't want it to happen.
And I come back here.
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Xmas...
I love Christmas, but I hate Chrismas carols.
I'm wondering what I will buy this year.
I surely will go bankrupt like every time I do my Christmas shopping LOL.
I have a lot of people to cherish haha ♥
(By the way, Micaiah, for Christmas, could you send me UCP stuff? XDD I will pay you by PayPal or something D8) -
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I feel like doing some publicity for my work.
I don't know why, but I'll put here a list of all my work for the past six years.
Sadly, it's all in French.
The list:
-2010-
- Que puis-je faire pour vous? (Complete)
- Dr.Filth (Complete)
- Psycho Party (Complete)
- FAGGOT (Complete)
-2009-
- Pursuit of Happiness (Incomplete)
- LEMONED I SCREAM (Complete)
-2008-
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Finally...
You're just a normal person.
I wonder why people keep bitching at you like you were the Devil.
You're pretty, but you're almost boring.
In the same, you're pretty bright and I love that.
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*Sigh*
Tonight, I wanted to write something down.
Anything.
Empty myself.
I couldn't.
I wasn't able.
I've never ever published any real thing yet.
But I already started to lack of inspiration.
It makes me sad... -
DRESS - Buck Tick
g dozed off with you in front of the mirror, with light crimson fingertips
Your hand suddenly shows me my weaknesses, and closes my lips
On that day, we made a promise to each other
Now, neither of us can remember it
I listen to a boring song, and stare out the window
You show me yourself dancing, and I follow your dress with my eyes; what are you ( Read more... ) -
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♪D'espairsRay♪
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