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Call me CRAZY. Call me JIA.& don't ever call me Chicken nor Panda.Christian♥
Kiss jelly rolls. Hug elmo till death do we part, Smile until it aches, Read letters till I get giddy, Shine through the falling rain, But never ever forget, I'll be still standing right there, waiting for my sunrise.

I am not a super hero neither am i spiderman. I am going to save the world... like as if you would believe. I am a maniac. I came from an outer space which is filled with water. I learn swimming at the age of zero. I wail like a cry baby. I crawl like spiderman, I fly like superman, I drive like batman. I live in wonderland. Rugrats is my friend, so is peter pan. Donuts are the reason for me to smile. Red & Yellow, they are my favourites. Laugh & Talk randomly, that's my style

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Thursday, October 4, 2007
5:06 AM
It is curious, but till that moment I had never realized what it means to destroy a healthy, conscious man, When I saw the prisoner step aside to avoid the puddle, I saw the mystery, the unspeakable wrongness, of cutting a life short when it is in full tide. This man was not dying, he was alive just as we were alive. All the organ of his body were working- bowels digesting food, skin renewing itself, nails growing when he stood on the drop, when he was falling through the air with a tenth of a second to live. His eyes saw the yellow gravel and the grey walls, and his brain still remembered, foresaw, reasoned- reasoned even about puddles. He and we were a part of men walking together, seeing, hearing, feeling, understanding the same world; and in two minutes, with a sudden snap, one of us would be gone- one mind less, one world less.


- A hanging George Orwell

but he committed crime, didn't he? doesn't he deserve the punishment?

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