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Y } Wednesday, August 16, 2006

th memories stucked in my head.
how wonderful that is.

how?
how could your life be happier w/o me?
you don't say that t me.
you never.
you used t tell me that you love me.
i don't wna believe that.
you say you're the one who is always giving in.
BULLSHITS.
i thought that phrase should be me telling you.
it's time forgive&forget.

vin fucking look at my diary.
i don't think it's a diary anymore.
'cus it's been seeen/read.
blah.
i'm sooooo damn fucking PISSED!!!!


songs are magical.
they makes you feel loved, smile and even cry.



\ i'm all about you.
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