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Hey yo people, I'm Sien. 16th October's my special day. haha I LOVE MUSIC, and my freaking nice friends <3 I love him :)





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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Tennis today was alright. But it's tiring. Sorry people who played with me. I know I hit really hard. I needed to vent my anger and stress. SORRY vic and dionne.


I think some things are really just a past time. Just for entertainment. Something to help you to pass time? Something to be forgotten after each minute. After every second the clock ticks. Yeah. reality and the truth hurts. real bad. I dont know how long It will take for me to heal myself mentally. I don't know what I have to go through. But I know I'm tired. Dread all these fucked up memories...time to write another song? should I? =(