i don't like life to be in a mangled mess. i don't like to untie mess. i don't like naggy mom who ask me what letter i received even before i signed for the letter. i don't like to feel inferior. i don't like to be missing people badly that i forget myself. i don't like to have to think about things. i don't like explaining myself to others. i don't like to be misunderstood. i don't like ot be taken for granted. i don't like not getting what i want. i don't like myself being wishy washy. i don't like smokers. i don't like dust. i don't like stephanie sun. i don't like crockroaches. i don't like lizards. i don't like bitches like this HOD of mine. i don't people who only know how to 'delegate' work but forgetting to work themselves. i don't like rude people and i don't like a lot of things, like how i don't like myself not liking so many things.
i like coffee, i like rose tea, i like durians. i like myself. i like jeans. i like kinky stuff like ahem.... i like ropes. i like socks. (hahaha okok thats enough) i like APPLE, i like my iBook, i like iPod, i like my iPod Shuffle, i like my wireless mouse, i like my guitars, i like cds, i like maroon 5, i like lifehouse, i like britney spears, i like dashboard confessional, i like food at brazil churracia, i like to drink jyunbag at acid bar. i like wala wala, i like balaclava, i like to listen to songs, i like to look good.....
i love you.
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