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Liu Xing

Born to Party, Forced to Work.

GoosebumpS

Thursday, April 28, 2005


No no no.
I ain't get any better.

I feel as lousy if it's not twice as lousy.
Dammit.

What's wrong with me really?

BB's leaving soon. No one's gonna be taking care for me very soon. Ohh... of coz my family will... but then again, they might not be able to coz no one else know I'm sick except for BB.

I keep getting goosebumps, can anyone tell me what kind of sickness is this? Goosebumps Snydrome? How do you cure this stupid sickness eh? Perhaps, I should go around killing 101 goose? Or perhaps you have a better idea? Like... Errr? What?? Tell me lar, fuck!

Sorry, Goosebumps Syndrome making me angry. LTF.

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