Hi (:
My name is Kerry.
Nineteen candles on the 20th March '11. I ♥ cocktails, cocaine, and clubbing.

PARAMORE
is the bomb.
you know you love me
xoxo


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Peer Pressure. at 6/21/2009 11:20:00 pm

Sort of like a continuation from Maria's post, because i faced what they call 'peer pressure' and I still stand on my ground by saying "No". Sounds like a right thing to do? You have to feel like a loser first, then get some friends to tell you"No, you did the right thing"(thx Maria), then you feel like a hero.

But actually, I'm still OK with it. I mean I don't want to go home drunk then have to be grounded. Or my whole body emits those bad smell of nicotine and even myself hates it.

I won't go bad under my parents' nose. I still want to be the good girl who gets scholarships. But I still feel the bad inside me wriggling to be free. hahah, maybe. wait, for few more years.

Now, I can still continue on and on writing but still elaborating the same point that, I feel like a loser, in fact I'm not. That's the end of tonight's story.

I'm not showing off!! hehehe

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