<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(//www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/1143393021949264938?origin\x3dhttps://th-chainedbenevolence.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>



♡ i always fail. in everything.
Friday, September 11, 2009, 2:43 AM
Reporting @ 2:43AM.

Blov-vers. I'm still awake. Ever since just now.
I'm still trying to finish up with Historyy. Besides, I can't sleep early.

I've been keeping PVP in thoughts a lot of times now. I feel really uselessly guilty):
Okay, enough of those sad smileys.
It does feel hurting when things get a little out of control?

P.S. Do you know that my legs shaked, my heart sinks till to my stomache, and my breath stop functioning for a second for that first time I confronted you?
Do you know that you're just that 5points away?
Do you know that you actually true enough have replaced OOMA away, now?
Do you know that this is the first time I feltt that I could do good for someone and never going to regret it?
Do you know that all those spendfools night were for you, for me to keep my(oh no, our) promise?
Do you know that I actually let you be in my prayers?
Do you know that my I will actually shed a tearful drop at after every dreams of you?
Do you know that I spent hours, days, nights, weeks, thinking how, why to everything that occured?
Do you know how muchh I tried to put you off my mind, but truth is, I can't?
Do you knowwwwwwwwwwwwwww?

Apparent answer is, no you will never ever know):

Kay, daa blov-vers.
Continue with the unduely revision, at 2:54AM, reporting out.
<3