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boo.

my name's zoe lee (:

currently studying business economics and finance in NOTTINGham.

i'm 21! goin' on the big TWO-TWO :D
and i'm from kuching!

I think I am pretty normal for a nineteen year old. I fall down a lot, laugh a lot, hide a lot of things from people and all those other things.

What about you?

Psalm 23 ♥


You can mail me at:
zoegal@hotmail.com
faith.life.zoe@gmail.com
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put ur dingdong in the ayer
-Hui Na

If you HATE me then God bless you (:

Friday, March 12, 2010

"The large, masterful figure looms over me, watching, laughing, spit collecting in the corners of his wide, hungry mouth as I split myself in two, his shiny boot nudging my hip, his hands creeping where they shouldn't." 

I'm scared. I know I shouldn't be, but I am.


"As he kissed his wet lips down my face and neck and then began to shove his hands up under my shirt. I wept. I began to leave my body; I began to inhabit the air and the silence. I wept and struggled so I would not feel."

How does it feel like to forget? To not remember it?

"... I was the mortar, he was the pestle."

Maybe one day, my innocence would be given back to me.
Maybe one day, I would be able to wake up and say, "I'm okay."

Maybe.
One day.