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Posted Tuesday, January 18, 2011 //
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#347.Hello I now have braces. Hello I have a lot on my mind. Braces hurt a little. Mum wants to move houses. Failure to hold on to relationships. Very worried. Make time for dad. I don't even know. Oh god. I don't want to live in a townhouse. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to stop seeing my dad. Fuck it. Right now, fuck everything and bring on the Washington.  Sorry I'm so emotionally insecure. Sorry that you got yourself tangled in what is me. Sorry I can't give you everything I'd like to. GOD DAMN IT HURTS. |
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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. BACKTRACK
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