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The world we love forever gone?
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we lay, we lay together
Sunday, August 5, 2007
4:24 AM
-I'm thankful. Thankful that you are always there for me whenever i need you. i'm sorry that i didn't picked up ur calls the other day, i was angry at you. i just wanna find a reason to be angry but you're so damn good in making me feel bad with your sappy voice. oh i heart you so.

-I'm sorry. I'm sorry I played with your feelings. I know how you feel towards me, i'm not blind. I'm sorry that I never picked up your calls. I really don't understand what you see in me because no matter how bad i treated you, you always always try to understand me. Like how the other day you purposely come to see me (i know you came for me ok) but i just left knowing you would come. I'll try to be nicer.

-I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry that you're out of my life. Infact I wish I'd done that earlier because you don't deserve to be in my life. There was once I wished all the awful things would happen to you but again, I'm not you. And I'm much better than this. Do whatever fuck you want as long as you stay out of mine. And a friendly reminder, stay away from my friends, find your own.

-I'm not suprised. Why am I not suprise that you fuck around more than I did? I think the best deception award goes to you. I knew I wasn't your only one, and perhaps a lil more special than the rest but boy I was dead wrong. But again, I wasn't in for the real thing, you're just a mere distraction. Incase you want to know, try to make sure all your flings doesn't know each other. It won't be pretty.

-I know you know that your hot thats why I didn't bother to say hi. So the next time, instead of waiting for me to say hello, perhaps you can just stop looking at me that way and do something about it. I knew you were smilling at me, I was looking at you.

-Oh poster boy, stop sitting at the side of the road for God sake. Its not classy.

-Don't you dare call me that. If you don't like the things I do, stay out of my fucking life then. Don't just come into my life and try to make it perfect. Its not and I love that its cracked here and there. I'm not perfect and I don't want to be.

-I'm not sorry things end this way. I wish it didn't get this ugly but right now, I'm just so glad its over.

-I'm sorry I left without saying bye. You didn't get much sleep with me at the side obviously. I remember smelling like you the whole day.

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