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Junior Three; Emo; Choir;
We sing as we emo, nothing breaks our rythm

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Created at 28th October 2012
We come from the best high school choir.
We are fifteen and that stays in our memories.
We emo and we happy.
This is us, BEMOFF.
Best Emo Friends Forever :D

Melody; Fude; Smile; Huixian; ♛
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Thursday, December 20, 2012

Emo days ahead through the last month.
Christmas coming,
but Christmas without friends is quite sad ):

I don't know what else I will scribble here.
Ughhh.
I think there is something happening in me.
I'm full of jealousy.

Don't ask me what I'm jealous of.
I'm actually waiting school reopen,
meet back my old friends,
meet new friends,
and studies, I really mean it.

Jealousy is happening in my heart though.
I really hope for fame somehow.
My friends say I'm famous.
But it's just like,
oh, I know Melody,
and Melody says I don't know you :O
And I'm too shy to say,
make friends?

Fame, somehow, it's like the glorious part of our life,
but light will fade.
So you need to hold on and let it shine.

I'm not a killer you see.
I don't like hate people for real.
I may say something bad,
but at second thoughts I take it bad.
I do this on ants too.

I don't kill anyone nor any living things,
if I really did,
I must be very damn damn angry.

I somehow loves people attention.
And actually likes on facebook.
And a follow at twitter and instargram.

Every time I log in and I really concern on these.
Too be honest. I really do.

I don't know what else to say.
I'm just sad and emo.
I know people say I have what people want to have,
I know that.
And I really appreciate what I have.

I don't ask for more,
I'm just asking for emotional rights,
to be sad for myself,
to be myself,
to be angry at someone,
and no one will be blame for me.

But I guess I can't.
Cause I seriously care for the blaming around.
I guess I won't be something.

All I need is just a touch with my friends.
My friends are also part of my life.

Story ends.

xoxos. ):

♥ Let's write down our melody.
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