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Wednesday, December 9, 2009 2:56 PM
i am?

Who I really am
How it's gonna be
Is there something that I can't see
I wanna understand

Maybe I will never be
Who I was before
Maybe I don't even know her anymore
Maybe who I am today
Ain't so far from yesterday
Can I find a way to be
Every part of me

So I try
Try to sort things down
And find myself
Get my feet back on the ground

It'll take time
But I know it'll be alright
'Cause nothing much has changed
On the inside

It's hard to figure out
How it's going to be
'Cause I don't really know now
I wanna understand


:( azilaluvlolly


dear diary.






i’m who you want me to be.
cos you’re my one and only.
cos you were all I ever wanted.
cos you were all I ever needed and more.
cos i’m still in love with you.


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I need you.


“need some gifts?”
“yes!”


without a single word.




went away.


shazlin
Zhq A.
rejab
Fatinh
Feedjit.


your smile.


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this songs is especially for you.
sorry, no song. (:
won't regret.

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