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Sunday, August 24, 2008 @ 1:17 AM
so how do you want me to tell you im feeling
when i know youre gonna get so sian with everything's happening again.
and i wasnt the one who upsetted you,
im feeling a million times worst than you.
the way you ignored my plead for one entire hour.
i didnt intend to make things this way too you know. ):
i really really needed to receive a text reassuring me everything's gonna be okay.
then it was a 'very sian'.
okay. like i was feeling any better.

rantings.
cant sleep after i receive your call.
i'm always the bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbad one.
it aint always sweet, isnt it?
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SIEWYI☺
14 May'91
isolatedjupiter@hotmail.com


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