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HI

Called: Normala Anjassari
FirstCry: 8th August
Located: Singapore
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I
love music.
love the rain.
love art.

I
hate animal abuse.
hate dishonesty.

I
want to fly.
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♫ Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Horrible dreams again.
Dreams where I die.
My face was buried in a pillow. Face down.
Had no control of my body.
I died in my dreams.. again.

Not only that. After that, I had another dream.
Like 10 dreams all mashed together giving me a mix of scenes and bit and pieces like from a movie trailer.
It was sick and twisted.

Also has one other dream, which i shall not mention.


I woke up feeling sick. Mentally. Physically.
Felt like puking. For some reason, I doubt that what wanted to come out was puke. I held it down anyway.


I fear for my mental state.

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