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25 November 2005

nightmares do come true.

i feel shattered.

it was almost an exact replica.
except that it was a different setting; no me no other friends just them

liar liar pants on fire. why do you always have to lie to me? you breached my trust again. it doesn't come so easily. the little bit that it has grown was crashed by you, you yourself again. sometimes, i wonder if it matters to you anymore? you know i have the sudden feeling, i don't wanna have a boyfriend anymore. i wanna be alone. but it seems so hard. fallin in and out of love is forever so difficult. it isn't so serious boy. i just hate it when people lie and you hurled those disgusting words at me. i should not have said sorry. i wasn't wrong. even if i was, you had no right. i'm so disgusted by you. i am, i so am. i hate you.

10:52 AM


wendy
twenteen
sajc uoL



when the tough gets going
just keep walking