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Meet Clumsy.
Diya, 1704.
seventeen and clumsy.
No guys, you can't stop my music.
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Chapter 84.
Monday, October 18, 2010, 8:02 PM

I've been starving for days and you didn't even care about it. And if one day I'll die, don't blame me or regret or anything. Thanks, one less lonely girl in this fking world won't make th difference. I've lost appetite for this one whole week alrd. Naiz, I know.

Shut up, I don't feel like smiling nor update. But I found this, which I found it very cute.
Pencil: I'm sorry


Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.


Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.


Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
xoxo.