Goodmorning
This is the Algae Residences
How may I help you,

My best friend is the guitar. &I never need boyfriends. I fall in love easily. With random things like country music, vampires,romance novels&colorful pens. To me, Taylor Swift&The Saturdays are awesome. I love little black dresses&scarves. In my spare time, I like to design cards&conduct random science experiments like dipping eggs into acid. Yeah&unlike normal humans, I like science, converging lenses&relative atomic masses included. Secretly, I want to be a doctor& a guitarist on the spy when I grow up. I love nonsense people who make me laugh. &yes, I love inviting people to my house&being invited to other's houses. I hate raindrops, airplanes, Jacob Black&jerks. No, I'd never though that I was smart/gorgeous/talented. I'm just a green colored pond scum. A bitchy one to be precise.
P.S My bitchiness is inherited, so beware of my mom.
P.S And currently, I'm desperate for a new phone&a pair of flipflops.

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'what's the probability of me dying if i jump 9storeys off the ground?'


my mom likes to open the kitchen windows at night all the time,
and there have been many times i looked out.
once, i even brought a chair and sat on the ledge.
then i would ask myself that scary question and then back out of suicide.


fcuk responsibilty.


tonight's one of those nights i stared out of the window and asked myself that question,
i lost my specs today and i have no heart to tell my mom,
cause she just spent close to 200bucks on my new lenses.
whenever i summon enough recklessness within me to jump,
there's always this responsible small voice that says-
if you jump what will happen to the people who love you.
my parents will have one less daughter to love, taylor swift will have one less fan to embrace, the very few cedarians who actually don't mind me will have one less person to care about;


boys, alochol, fcuking social circle/sphere/cone, dresses that would have started a revolution in the victorian age, swearing.
and no, not in that importance.
maybe you'd think that i'm just another tranny/whore/slut whatever,
but sometimes i think i just need to let lose and let the rebellious side of me live.
and sometimes i think i'm sick of being a taylor swift, i want to try living like britney.
and sometimes i think people should stop caring about what i wear and drink.
after all, it's what I WEAR and I DRINK. there ain't anything to do with you,

and you know what, i'm sick of it.
'it' being people underestimating me.
how fcuking hard can it be to cook.
and i'm not even talking about exotic french cuisine or chinese delicacies.
'i want to cook lunch and dinner for the whole of next week,' i told my mom.
and she gave me the expression that she'd rather not eat.
hell yeah, i'm going to prove to the world.

today drove me sick/tired/pissed/fcuked up/suicidal.
luckily my mom closed the kitchen windows for the night,
or else tonight might be the last time i'm ever blogging.

please,

-A-

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