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WHAT IS LOVE?♫
.Saturday 7 January 2012 ♫ 09:28 ♫
Ohey. I'm fucking pissed.

I don't know how to start. I think this anger will stay on for a long while. A very long while. So I think I'll remember the whole story for a long while anyway. Because I remember things that make me upset, very very well. In case one doesn't know. So if someone I really love goes away, I will remember that pain for the rest of my life. Memories for me to cry to, I guess. My body's like that.

I'm too tired to type the things I want to say. Just copy paste my conversation with Stephen:

    • Actually. Don't you find this weird? (will type it in the next turn)
    • 1. He goes to her house to cheer her up
    • 2. They go out to cheer her up
    • then ?
    • 3. She has another friend. A girl.

    • and right
    • notice how when one needs to be cheered up
    • they just need someone to talk to
    • TALK ah. TALKKKKK
    • so why have to go to such great lengths. To go out. To her house. Then to this very, how to say, romantic and private area
    • she scared cry in public? cry at home la. zz
    • ah yo
    • seriously
    • ohya
    • before you say anything
    • i say first smth. really weird again
    • He said he was at home (aft i end you call)
    • so i ask him come down meet me, i want give him money.
    • after like, 20+ mins from when he said "I'm coming down"
    • i see him come up from the stairs. what.the.fuck
    • and he was sending her back down.
    • weird right? so she sent him up to his home!?
    • -ends-

Kay. Get it?

So the part where she sent him up to his home? Hmm. He told me he was home. Then he comes from below and tells me that he was sending her down. ...very funny. Something is definitely not fitting in here.

Oh shi- My prepaid finished. Zzz. Ok. He must be calling her and comforting her or something. Meh. I don't even wish to bother to tell him anything now. He's either busy doing this, or that, or this. I don't really mind. Until this incident. Simply stupendous, really. Hey I used a bombastic word. There I go again! Meh.

I did drag queen makeup. Fucking. Hilarious. I cried laughing. Or laughed crying. I don't know. There's a difference?

Anyway. That'll be my last meal with him. Last kiss. Last everything. I won't let him touch me. Not anymore. Not until he's done with her. Because I don't feel the slightest comfortable sharing my man with another lady. Nope nope. I feel downright ashamed.

I have myself to blame. I don't tell him anything. I guess it'll stay that way.

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Oh my. I just rewatched Higurashi no Naku Koro ni opening. Then I saw a ripped butterfly. Just, blue in colour. I know what my dream meant now.

kk bye. Parents home
~Rinko

The truth is always cruel and I want to cover my ears and eyes.







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Name: Alyce / Rinko
Age: 17
Birthday: 29011996
I'm female, I game, I draw, I cosplay
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