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Y } Thursday, November 02, 2006

Oh yes, you are the first friend who made me cry about you. Remember the time I cried at the NYP? Yes, it was also because of the pain in my heart that you made. Yes, it wasn't your fault. I'm just trying to tell you how important you have been in my heart ever since the start. And yes, I've cried this time round too. Your negligence in school yesterday and today, everything. Sometimes, I realise that it hurts too much to be around you and her today and yesterday. Yes, I'm pathetic.



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