Live With No Regrets ♥

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♥ Live With No Regrets .

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ANGELA LAI
the happy girl who lives with no regrets.

She likes to busk in the limelight,
and enjoys capturing attention.
I do not live in the shadow of others
and i HATE to be forgotten.

I do what i say,
And, i say what i feel.

You think you know me?
Think TWICE before u judge.

Here, i do my constant ranting.
Here, i update my camwhoring photos.
Everything here are purely MY opinions,
and u don't have to agree with me.
If my narcissism scares u,
leave me alone.

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words are like swords.

u use them to defend yourself,
as well as to attack others.

its not fun when u start swinging the sword around blindly,
just because u are angry.
it doesn't give u the right to hurt those close to you.

EVERYTIME,
it happens.

the same old spiteful remarks gets more hurtful over time.

be it u mean it or not,
i've taken it as u did.

it was something that i took very seriously.
im not putting up with your nonsense and tantrums anymore.

think that i dont care, whatever.
you dont have the rights to hurl hurtful remarks at me.

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many things are irreversible.

maybe what we need is time,
time for u to grow up.

grow up to understand that all these were unnecessary
and realize how childish u had been.

im tired of the numerous re-occurrence of such arguments.
same conclusion, i'd let you have it your way then.

maybe u need to lose a sister before u can grow up..
to understand that words are like swords.

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let time do the magic.

just.

dont let that day come,
the day when we drift so far,
so far because u refuse to grow up.

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