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I am Aticca , and no i am not name after a clubb .I adore my one and only SuperHero ,Nas.Yes, you may know her for the chee-ko-peks faces she makes, and curly-wurly hair.
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skin by heroine
Wednesday, June 21, 2006

i have t listen t your mothergrabber mouth talking day and night through out. everytime i hear it , i feel like screaming , out of anger or joy. i fuckingly don't know whyy.
is it good ? i just want t scream everything out of my chest , everything and i mean everything. mum is sick , i have t put a brave upfront , or i would cry out now t her, alotalotalot. it still hurts damn inside.fuck , i don't know how long it will stay here. stay inside , eat my soul alive. kill me instead rather than make me go for this life long torture.

ok i am being emotional.

but at the same time who wouldn't?!?!?!?! i am in pain . i can't think straight . my heart felt as if it has been digged out by your bare hands , and you cut it down yourself , with the same pen knife you used t cut your wrist . i still want t cry everytime i hear your voice . those fight we just had is still ringing in my head . i can't just throw it out like an ugly picture . it stay there , like an unwanted recorder. it plays the same thing over and over again , i want t cry. cause just thinking about it makes me tear , what more hearing it over a million times over in your head. i hit my head on the floor , hoping i get knocked out and forget everythingg , every single hurtful words that came out from my mouth , from your mouth, i know i told myself that i wont take it t heart , but sighh....

i am going t get through this alone , on my own two feet .

thanks for the wake up call sayang