Isn't it ironic?
Life is one mistake after another.
If only someone wanted to go with me to watch HP, I wouldn't have went alone
I wouldn't have blur blur gone to cathay instead of cineleasure cathay
I wouldn't have taken a cab.
MOST IMPORTANTLY IT'S MY FAULT FOR WANTING TO WATCH HP IN THE FIRST PLACE
i just want to die. I'm not using a phone ever again. By the time I decide to buy a iphone by convincing my mum I won't lose it, it'll be iphone 40
If it's meant to be, it will return. Oh God.
I am never going to the cinema again. I hate harry potter. Why didn't I watch something else?
I hate smart cab. The stupid green ones. They switched off my phone after calling. Stupid old man in white shirt.
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