Liar Liar Pants On Fire
Label me as Diana , nineteen . Living in Malaysia . Making people smile is my first priority (:
"He’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him and he won’t respond."
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extrasad

what the fuck i wrote this

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refinedmind:

Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.