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Monday, April 30, 2007

so she said she cried when she read my previous post.. i didnt know she had the urge to cry.. i thought u didnt care.. care at all.. so now i know u don even care..


Ohh god..

i hate u
i hate u
i hate u
i hate u
i hate u
i hate u

ohh god i love u..

sigh..



y did u have to change.? y ?? tell me.. give me a fuckin good reason y..

Ohh god.. i ve realised im changed back to that someone who used to be very violent.. im that someone again.. ohh god.. i have no one but me to blame.. i don want that fuckin guy to take over me.. that someone in me.. the violent guy
i don want him to come back.. thanks to u he jus did..



I look into your eyes and see that your colors changing
I wish that I could change with you
and when you said forever did you mean it to be true?
or was it another tale from you



Those memories were sweet,
11:57 PM