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.

THE PENCIL AND ERASER STORY.

Pencil: You know what? I'm really sorry.
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. (:
Pencil: I'm sorry cause you get hurt because of me. Every time i make a mistake, you are always here to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
Eraser: That's true, but i do not mind a single bit. You see, i was created to do this. I was made to help you every time you do something wrong. Even though i know one of these days i will be gone and you would have to replace me with a new one.
Pencil: But..
Eraser: Shh. I'm actually happy doing my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

Blogged By The Girl Who Is Easily Contented.

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