#81.
A little cut, cause I'm at my dad's place. And I have to use the stupid PC in the stupid coldest room of the house. Wishing I had my stupid laptop so I could stupid blog from my warm warm room. STUPID!

I'm still thinking about last night and how fun it was. So tempted to just bring it right back by calling you what I used to call you. Last night, you told me if ever I needed you, to just give you a ring. And although it may not seem like much to you, it literally means the world to me, to hear that you still think about me, and worry about me sometimes. What came down, is now going right back up.

F*CK I HATE THIS KEYBOARD! The keys don't even go down properly.. Anyway. I'll stop complaining before I break out into a full fledged rant.



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Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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