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HI

Called: Normala Anjassari
FirstCry: 8th August
Located: Singapore
Email Me

I
love music.
love the rain.
love art.

I
hate animal abuse.
hate dishonesty.

I
want to fly.
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♫ Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Smiles and laughter might just be enough for you to not notice that I stand just out of reach from your hands because of the fear of history repeating.
And that just makes me feel disconnected from everything.

I want to work and not depend on anyone. Work. Family. Friends.
I just want to live. Without all these extra things around.
Petty problems. Restrictions.

I wish I could care less about other people. How they're doing, how they feel, are they happy?
Wish I could make them happy and absorb all the problems they have. But I dont have the right words to say, the right things to do.
Put on a happy face despite everything, hoping that some of that "happiness" rubs off on the people around me.


I feel like I really need the beach right now.
It calms me down and gives me a 'free' feeling. Lets me forget.

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