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I am in slippers, I am in shorts
Who cares I am with friends
People are laughing looking at us
Who cares I am with friends
I don't have to do my hair
I don't need to need to impress
I am laughing like an idiot
I am drunk like hell
I don't feel scared anymore
I have to pretend no more
Some idiot thinks I am useless?
Who cares I am with friends
My ex didn't look back
Who cares I am with friends
I eat, drink, buy, text, walk, think, talk and breathe the way I want
Don't bother me I am with friends



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  1. AnonymousDecember 14, 2012 at 10:54 PM

    Hi! I just wanted to ask if you ever have any issues with hackers?

    My last blog (wordpress) was hacked and I ended up losing months of
    hard work due to no back up. Do you have any methods to protect against hackers?
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  2. Ishan MathurDecember 25, 2012 at 4:56 AM

    Haven't had any till now but seriously I don't have any such plan. Would check your place.

    ReplyDelete

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