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WHAT IS LOVE?♫
.Monday 16 July 2012 ♫ 06:42 ♫
16/7/2012

Hello. Today, I am angry. 

I know I'll never forget this incident. It's been engraved in my memory, just like every mistake you've done. I hope you know that, and I hope you'll regret. 

But everytime, I try to calm myself down. For? To only repeat this horrendous cycle again and again. To let you take out your anger on me, to satisfy my masochist need to feel pain, to feel alive. 
I don't even know why I even say sorry. 

Why must it be me? Would it hurt for you to apologise for getting the wrong idea? When you crushed my heart in your hands in front of me? When you made me feel useless and alone? 

I don't know if we'll end up like Vivian and Chun Hwee. But hope we don't Because so many people are testing me, attacking me, dragging me back from you. I don't want to leave you but if you really insist that I'm only a toy to you, then please just let me go into the crowd...

Nessa Ou was the hacker last year. She's talking funny.... Like wanting to upskirt me. Ohgodwhy ): 
Terence suddenly talking to me. Even talked about the time he liked me. 

Oh shit why. Why all the weird people... Never mind, I'm a weird magnet anyway. I'm tired of trying. I'll just.. continue to be beaten around then. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry for ruining your life.

~Rin

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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