
Sabth
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I never go to a concert, hence never ruined my ears. But today, the mosque ruined my eardrums. So I had to go back. It was soooo bad. Too too bad. Not gonna risk my ears. But I already stay for a while then. βΉοΈ
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That is the end of my life. I shouldn't be living now. NO I SHOULDN'T.
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24th December 2022
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I am so bored.
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Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things . Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who tooke my things. Curse be upon those who took my things. Curse be upon those who took my things.
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Well, at least this singer is releasing a new song for 2024 :
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Really my life is no longer exciting right now after my things had been stolen. A part of me. Unless if I could travel, or work, or going to a different country or living in a new place, I don't think my life is doing well. I am in a bad circumstances right now. And I no longer like to be driven by my sister. She used to drive me back then. But now I only like to be driven by my mom.
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I just bought these. Like the ones I had once.. But I think I'm getting older. I had so much to write about back then. But now. I don't know. I want my mind to be filled. I like myself back then. I like my writings. My notes. My life. My everything. But now, I'm empty minded. There's nothings to write. I don't know. Maybe notebooks aren't what's excites me any longer. I used to be so full of arts. I created a lot. My life was fun. I am always filled. Huh? I should get to do something.. but now I rather like clothes and appearance. Things that I enjoy more.
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To start over feel like dying to me. It was so hard. I went back to buy all the things I've lost. (Without the writings and without the drawings. Only tools) But it was so hard for me to recreate my arts. It was things that was lost forever. It will never be the same. Around eleven months ago, I bought things that are of sentimental value to me. But I can no longer create art. And it's not even one percent of what I had back then. They no longer sold a lot of things. That I had back then. And today, I went to that shop again. I bought things that are like the stolen things from me. But it's empty. And to start again feels like dying to me. I write my business idea before. That information is what's important. But now it has been stolen. So now I only had the new one, book that I buy. But it's empty. I had to start over. This one, I had one of it each. But my diaries? They no longer sold those books. I can't find it. It used to be my favourite and I bought each after each when I've finished writing it all. Books upon books. I do have a lot of it. But now.... π
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Can I make $2135 a day? I would be a millionaire in my currency if I could make $2135 a day for 100 day. β£οΈπΆοΈ
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If only money would be easy as this to get ~
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Day 1 - 1% done.
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I want to have a daughter. I'm afraid that I couldn't get one.
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I am unqualified. I should at least make a preparation. Be prepared.
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What can be done in Canva? My sister is buying me a Canva pro and told me to explore it. I don't know man. What product should I made? I really don't know. I like my style better. I want everything to be an original work. Idk what this is all about. Idk how to use a Canva or how to profit from it. It's literally a new thing for me. But I've seen that it had a portfolio template that I want to use once back then. Didn't know that it was Canva. So now I can use it. But, I still couldn't make a portfolio. Because of my
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What would success looks like to me?
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Why do you think a person would want to get rid of my precious belongings and my best things like clothes and other things? Why do you think they did this? Stealing? Or is it black magic? Or I don't know. But why would someone get rid of my good things/clothes? Something which had a sentimental value to me and things that I could give to my child ? Why would they? They get rid of my academic certificate, books, and a few other things. Why do you think they did this? Are they jealous of me? Or they want make me weak? By getting rid of my things? Which are good. (Other stuff which aren't good are left. ) I don't really confront them about it. But today I asked my mom about my clothes and she get flustered. What's with everyone?
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It was things I was eight until 26. So I have to start over since I was 27?
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I have nothings left of importance.
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This is my beginning. This is where I begun. My life is nothing. As of right now. I started off well. I even think I'm special. But now, I am just nothing. I have nothing. when I was 4
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@Emerald do you hoard gold and silver?
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For your information it's not only my mom, there are other people in the house when this happened. So this could be not my mom. She had said that she didn't know or keep denying it. Or blame it on me. I don't clutter things. It's not even a lot. I put something's in a three shelves and this was gotten rid of by my mom and she put my things in another three shelves, with a few things missing. Only the important things missing. Others are there. I'd rather had my things untouched. During the pandemic, no one was allowed to go to another's room. So my room had always been safe with my presence. I never get out or go away leaving the state. During the pandemic. I was basically just at home. No one can do anything as I was always at home. And they wouldn't dare either in my presence. I even thought of putting a lock into my room. But couldn't do so by myself. I have a sister whom I am not close to who are married at a young age, who had just came back to my country during the pandemic after having live outside with her husband, so they cam back and live with us. So there IS "new" people in the house. And siblings that I'm close to like my oldest sister and my youngest brother who was there during the whole time, (pandemic and pretty much everything else because we are not married yet and we grow together and she used to drive me to university together and we had a lot more experience together.) basically someone I trust or had grown up together way into adulthood and I think was quite religious too whom I think wouldnt dare to steal , Was Not Here. My two siblings aren't here. So they are out of the list. They wouldn't and didn't steal it. But my sister with her three children and her husband , my younger brother whom I am not so close with, my father and my mother, was there. And there are a few workers doing things like painting the walls and do the curtain. Other than that, there is no one else. My brother in law had the key to the house. Basically no one had been into my room throughout the pandemic. Everything was safe. But in 24th December 2022, when there was no one home except me and my father, there was a guest from different state coming to my house. And it was during the pandemic. And I don't like anyone coming to my house from far away. I don't like accepting guest back then during the pandemic. I don't travel. I don't go to shop . Or anything. And this person came to my state. I don't like him. So I want him to get out of my house. At this time there was only me and my father. I could listen to their every conversation in the living room from my room. And I got annoyed when I know he's from another state. I want him to go back. I want to him to go away. So I burn a towel in the kitchen and that's only it. With the intention that he will go away. I have no intention of burning the house and I know such a fire won't burn the house. But my father hold me down instead with him. I am totally disgusted. I don't wanna hold his hand for years since the pandemic. And he hold me down. Disgusting. I know it wasn't necessary. But he did it anyway. Like a hungry animal. I spit on their faces out of disgust. Then this guy's mom also came in. And they accused me of being possessed. Out of the whole thing I don't fight it. I'm afraid of hurting myself. So it was just them harassing me. Right now I feel like I want to kill my father. Let's just wait until he's old. And I'd do him justice. No. I said I lost my artworks. These are expensive things like I have a few Large Files where I store all of my arts. I have fixated all my arts to make it last. It's not just a throwaway paper. You shitty thing. *I will just mistreat him when he's old. Or better yet cut off contact with him altogether.