At the moment of rushing ConIII assignment, I just couldn't stop myself to write this blog.

A thief appeared in Knowles Building K528, Surveying Studio.

Fuck you, keep on stealing my notes.

Actually, I'm not that selfish.

If you ask me, I could even make a photocopy to you.

but you motherfucker

took them without a word?! huh

fuck you. I know that's not my locker.

hope you can get a fucking good result. it sucks

I just don't think that i couldn't live without them.

You, your character, made me sick. SHIT

reflection, management.

wanna say sorry to my friends, my best friends.

i'll try to handle it better.

Where is my dream?

It's time to think about it.

unhappy

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I wanna get drunk again and again.

I wanna forget all these feelings.

I wanna know if I could be
Someone to turn to
That could never hurt you
But I know what you think of me
Yea, you had a break-through
And now I'm just bad news for you

I wish I could be somebody else
I wish I could see you in myself
Wish there was something inside me
To keep you beside me and
Say what you really feel
You know I need something that's real
I wish there was something inside me
To keep you beside me

I should've told you everything
I never gave you anything
I should've told you everything
If I could give you anything
You know I'd tell you everything