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WHAT IS LOVE?
.Tuesday 25 December 2012 ♫ 04:47
December 25th 2012

It's Christmas. Merry Christmas, I think.

So today... I kinda fucked up.

A lot of things happened. A lot of sadness being thrown around everywhere.

The bad side starting coming back, clawing me, hitting me, trying to cut me. I stopped her.. for now. I can't keep her down any longer. I don't think I can keep her hidden for long anymore. Everything's coming down, I'm waking up slowly. I can't seem to even grasp what reality is anymore. I don't even know what I want anymore.

I don't know anything. I don't know who I am. I don't know.

Everything's screwed up. I just wanted to be somebody special... Why can't I even have that? Why the fuck is God being so unfair towards me? Why do I have to suffer? Why? I didn't do anything wrong, HE DID. Shouldn't he be the one suffering, shouldn't he be in the pit of depression?

I get it now. All of you. Fucking traitors. Everyone just wants me dead, don't they? They just want me to die alone, right? Because I've been so useless, I'm good-for-nothing. I'm just a nobody. And I'll always stay that way.

Alright then. Fuck all of you. None of you will ever live to know how this feels, how it feels to be trapped by everyone around you. I'll die then. Whether I have a damned baby or not.

-Rinko

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





.Saturday 22 December 2012 ♫ 06:29
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dHRVO2Cgonc

December 22nd 2012

So the world didn't end yesterday.

So I'll be blogging. Honestly, I'm too lazy to type. But whatever.



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







The Lady

Name: Alyce / Rinko
Age: 17
Birthday: 29011996
I'm female, I game, I draw, I cosplay
There's nothing much to say sometimes.

Cravings

What I want.
-Love
-Good job
-Peace
-Sleep

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Melodies


.As long as you love me - Justin Bieber
.Angel with a Shotgun - The Cab
.Killing our Memories - Fable
.Pieces - Red
.If you cant hang - Sleeping with Sirens
.Suicide Note - Kyle Spratt
.When She Cries - Britt Nicole
.Mirrors - Justin Timberlake
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