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    My alter ego ♥
    My name is Arena.L;



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    Arena is my real name. 27 Aug is my birthday.
    Don't judge me, because you don't know any of my story.
    I'm incredibly awkward, sensitive, negative and faithless.
    I think alot and worry alot about little things.
    Most importantly, I care too much about everything.
    I am boring and I don't have a life.
    Get it?


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    Somewhere over the rainbow;


    Monday, May 16, 2011
    2:52 AM



    Too much emotions is filling me up right up. For the past 2 hours, my emotional state is like a crazy roller coaster ride. Been through high and low, up and down. I really think humans thought is really amazing, it change so fast that I'm beginning to be afraid of myself too. //this was typed like 5 mins ago, before I'm being told I'm not spending enough time with my family.

    Okay, I'm officially a fucked up person, world most lousiest person in the world. I don't deserve anything good, or anyone affection, or just plainly happiness. I am a loser, a moron, a pathetic, a useless, a worthless piece of shit. Thanks. I didn't know after all I've done for my family, I'm still being told, not caring enough for them. Yeah? how about telling me what should I do? I've stopped crying, but now, I'm completely break down. Fuck this shit, you know how much I hate to cry?
    Withlotsoflove,


    I speak L♥VE @ 2:52 AM



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