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Hello.
I'm SAMANTHA/SAM/CARROT. Troll in specs, laugh like the world's ending and sarcasm-ception is my favorite storybook. A fangirl, a writer, a dreamer.
What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.
#justFYI some blog entry are private for some reasons. Though this is a bloody mundane blog and there isn't much to read but if I hadn't told you the password before, it means that you are either not that close to me or i am obviously talking about you. Other than that, hello. And bye.
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@LAURAAWEE@NEONSTREAKS
"The Doctor's darkest hour. He will rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further."
"number eighty-nine."
Saturday 14 February 2009 at 00:10
There was this poem i did this morning.
Too bad i didn't bring that book back.
TSKTSK.
I only remembered my answer on it.
something like..

The cloud was like sugar,
I felt like vinegar.
The weather was like heaven to me,
and it meant like butter to me.
If only i could recollected it,
The first horrendous meal i ever had.
XD.
It was lame i know.
iamsolame.
thats all i could remember from the poem.
Nothing else.
tsktsk.
spoiler.
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