Thursday, September 17, 2009

I'm blogging on my phone.
It's such a good function. I swear.


I haven felt like this for ages.
It's like being stuffed in a plastic bag.
Unable to breathe.
It's choking me.

I need to breathe.
I desperately need air.
I need an escape.


I get extremely insecure when I feel I can't take care of myself.
I need to do things I enjoy by myself.
Spend some time with myself.

I'm weird. But yes. I'm like that.


I do need a lot of space.
I need my own independence.


Melody

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Signing off,
Melodyyy
at 8:00 PM

The Lover


  • I miss my long hair so damn much.

  • Hello Hello HELLO
  • I'm a mad mad happy girlie.
  • With crazily high standards around.
  • Yes, I'm A romantic shit.
  • Though I am try to keep my head on the ground.
  • Dancing is my lifetime partner.
  • Or at least I'm trying to make it be.
  • OH. And my name is Melody. :)

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