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Wednesday, February 10, 2010 8:33 PM
its just nothing

I smile, because when I cry it doesn’t help. When I cry, all it does is make people ask if I’m okay. I would love nothing more than to ignore these people. I’m sitting here crying, but yes, I’m perfectly happy. I mean, come on, give me a break. Obviously I’m not okay.


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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