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Asma Hamid

I'm the anon that stalks on you. I'm the anon that insults you. I'm the anon that gives you crappy advice. I'm the anon that you fight with. I'm the anon that talks true shits. And I'm the anon that you didn't know.

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24 January 2010

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I had to take care of Muaz the whole morning. Tiring? Obviously. He wouldn't sleep. Like WTH? We then grilled chicken and Muaz again wouldn't let me eat in peace. Am I pissed? Yes. He wouldn't stop crying... but he is a kid.

I don't like it today. Today made me all pissed.

Oh and thank you for showing me how much you care. So if I was covered in boiling water, you'd like it? I'm glad you finally confessed.

Right now.. I'm bloody sleepy.
My bed has no covers on.
My school clothes aren't ironed.
My books are not in my bag.
My legs are killing me.

Oh and btw,
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