"aaaaaaah."
all day, i've wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, just get it out of my system. why?
i don't know.
because.
i use the "because" as my excuse for everything.
why?
because.
GODDAMN.
doing it again :|
it's sad.
but i'm ok.
i'm always ok.
LMAO, i'm such a depressing child.
force of habit.
i need to go to bed now.
NAIIIGHHTTT CYBERSPACE.
woah, i'm hyper.
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i'm simone.
i'm only simone.
there isnothing that i can be, apart from simone.
and this is my blog.
where i'm the fruit loop in a world of cheerios.
and nothing can rain on my parade
unless i let it.
♥
the only problem with winning the rat race is still being a rat when you cross the finish line.
i'm simone.
i'm only simone.
there is
and this is my blog.
where i'm the fruit loop in a world of cheerios.
and nothing can rain on my parade
unless i let it.
♥
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