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Obsessive Compulsive | Anti-social | Music-lover | frustrated singer | certified vampire | alcohol resistant | Masochist | Certified EMO since birth, though I hate to admit I'm one | Hard Rocker | Beer belly dancer | techy-bitch | twisted mind | cartoon freak | Martyr | Book Worm | Black worshiper | Secretly loves pink sometimes | Marshmallow| Real | Quite possessive and even rather jealous | Pragmatic | Pervert (hehehe) | A pretty girl that looks like a cutting tool,with a happy heart | big heartedly bitch|LOUD, yet mysterious|brains (inspired of Ernie Baron)|I'm frustrated ballet dancer, guitar player, poet / writer, & singer |



  Cool and quiet person. Fierce mad. Confident. I can work better than some men. . I can control and hide my weak emotions. I will never change for anyone but I will accept who you are. If I don't like someone, you can't hear any comment nor I will criticize you but I will completely ignore you as if you don't exist. I hate pretenders because for me, you are insincere. I love music and nature in a rare case otherwise. I love to travel. I'm not jealous but don't cross the line, I can loose my face if I'm mad. I don't care if you have a doctorate degree. I like smart people by character not by certificate shown. I don't like dreamers who talk about his dream but never put his hands in action to make it happens. Don't bother to tell me "everyone is doing it, you should do it too", or "I think you should do it, it's good for you", because I will do what I want to do only. I like being neat and tidy. I like to help people without expecting any return but if I ask you a favor and does not get one, I will feel disappointed. I have high hopes, high faith and beliefs.

 You think you know somebody so well.You think you could trust them.You love them and give them everything.Your heart,your trust,your life.Then one day,one unexpected day,everything crashes.You learn everything is a lie.You learn that your trust was betrayed & your heart is breaking & you are dying.It might not be physical death.But still you are dying.Dying because the person you loved most is not the person is not the person he said he is.You learned that all his promises,all his plans,all that he said are nothing but lies.You learned that your love is nothing but one big lie.And then you die.I die. everytime my heart gets broken I die.Slowly and I rise back up again.A new person.Stronger.Wisers.The old me is dead.But when you love somebody as much as you can possibly love anybody,can you rise up again? Maybe you could But this time,I don't want to.I died when i learned everything was a lie.I died.And i don't want to start again.I just want to remain dead.The truth about dying is,you die every time.And you live again. but one day,you'll just stay dead.You'll stay dead your whole life.Until your body dies.And I'm already dead.I am nothing but a vessel now.My heart is dead.Betrayed, crushed, and thrown away.My heart is dead betrayed,crushed,and thrown away.My heart is dead.I promised you will be my my last love.And i have given you all that i could give.But you betrayed me,broke my heart.And now I'm dead.I'm not worth the truth.Thank you for breaking my heart.
 
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