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Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Wasn't a day to live with at all..
I speed and get away, trying to throw my sorrows aside. I didn't think if it could cause a hurt to my life, cos when i did that, i could not think. Tears could not flow out from my eyes, cos of the wind. I wouldn't want it to flow out either, i told myself. Nothing came to my brain, except the things we left off. The way you say me, just reflect on the way your character is. that's what you had said just now. I can still remember. I wasn't even thinking of others, only the word you last said to me, which make me wouldn't even bother about the way i rode, cos everything of you just pisses me off, even little telephone calls. i don't care if you have to pay 20 cents for each drop call, but then no much money should be wasted. i rather let the phone ring, hear the music sing. I have never left you like this before, i guess its the very 1st time. you ought to learn your lesson, how to treat your girl right. I felt i wasn't even myself, when i gotta stop myself from calling you bbbbbbbb today at the table. It doesn't matter if i lose, it wasn't because of losing that's why i'm like this. You should have seen it earlier. You should have know what its coming. If you guess, everything is none of your fault, and i'm screwing myself here, let it be. cos i couldn't really bother anymore. You never understood what i felt.. never will anyone.
(joanne) ♥ 3:41 PM
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