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I know my blog is dead. Rarely, or never has pictures. I blog boring stuffs. Still, I love to blog eventhough I know there might even be nobody reading my blog. Oh well, I blog to express anyway. Not to impress.
So if you find my blog is boring and lame or too emo, dont bother criticising because I wont give a shit about it.

owner Once bitten, twice shy Life has always been a huge roller coaster ride for me, full of ups and downs, making me start to get tired of it. I feel like getting love drunk, falling into this beautiful dream and not coming out to face the reality. Ibniputra's Syahidah

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Life has always been a bitch. Nothing's been getting better. Down with cough and migraine. What's so good about that? I have no fucking mood for anything and I just cant do what I wanted to.
I've been trying my best to cut down on eating. However, I dont see any difference in any way. I have to say this. I sometimes hate looking into the mirror because all I see is a fat and ugly syahidah waiting to get killed. It gives me the urge to smash the mirror. I dont look good in pictures anymore. I never looked good, I guess. Bloody fuck to all suckers who kept on bullshitting about me being pretty and cute or whatsoever shit. Fucking liars.
I feel like shedding off this layers of fats on my body, literally if possible.

I am a bloody bitch who kept on complaining about life, I know. I cant help it. Even now, I do not have a place to sleep because my bed is still filled with so many things and the sofa I've been sleeping on is being occupied by things also. I cant bring myself to do anything about it. Because why, because I am a lazy pig who only knows how to eat and grow horizontally and sleep and make a whole lot of mess in people's life.

I dont see the meaning of living. I am alone, and feeling so lonely, and depressed and mad and disappointed and sad and all I want to do right now is scream and cry out loud. I want to cut my hair short and ugly and slit all over my body. I dont want to be me. I just want everybody to shut the fuck up and dont bother me. But at the same time, I want them to be with me and care for me. I want to sleep till I never wake up.