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.Tuesday, March 28, 2006 ; 1:29 AM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

Most female species would know how it feels like when our auntie comes to visit us every month. It feels like SHIT. Some experience really tormenting stomachache. Others feel as if their world has been turn upside down literally due to headache, dizziness, etc etc. Oh ya..Mood swing. I almost forget about that. WHy wHY WHY?????I hate myself the most at these days. People around must have hate me too. I get pissed off easily over the slightest things. The most common thing I do is snap at whoever that tries to strike a conversation with me. Friends, forgive me if I ignored you or appear to be antisocial. I just don't want to irritate anyone. It's just that time of the month. Sorry.







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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