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Nabilah Moen. No, Moen's my dad's name not some star or whatever. I stay true to myself. Simply elactrifying to anyone new because I'm hyper like that. :D Sometimes I think too much and I oversay stuff. I like polaroids and pictures. Plus random stuff like tissues and markers! Wait, who doesn't like markers?! I'm a blabber! Hhaha. I am not a loyal blogger. (Having both tumblr and eljay! and twitter but twoiter was never active) (Rock, Paper, Sticks! I win.)

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Monday, December 8

the blogger is already dead«

12:32 AM

ive been very submissive lately. i dont know if thats a good thing.

so you demons can have a go. take advantage because im totally sick and tired of everything.

my brain is disfunctioning and there's only one remedy. okay, maybe two but i'll keep the option to one. death

i feel like taking out all my savings and pack my bags with beautiful memories.
i feel like telling the sun to never shine so bright and the moon to keep hanging in the sky.
i feel like draining all the blood and thinking of happy thoughts.
i feel like going out and never to come back.
and this is something i shouldnt feel, but,
i feel like asking the angels to take my soul away.

please pray for me when im gone. please do, thank you.

( i miss a lot of people and i certainly will miss alot more when i go )

adios, sweet dreams, salam!

xoxo, nabilahmoen