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Friday, December 5, 2008 @ 3:46 AM

3 days of tears is enough to drain all my energy from my brain,
All 3 nights i wake up at the 3am in the morning, and feel like shit.
I'm really desperate for sleeeeep ):
It has been a mad time, i was this close to letting everything shatter before my eyes.
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Right now, She wants to feel pampered.
Right now, She doesn't want to just hear the words 'I love you'.
Right now, She wants to be treated the best.
Right now, She doesn't want you just to come to her empty-handed.
I love you, needs a little more effort for her to feel it at this time.

I'm just sprouting nonsense, I'm just ranting. I need to keep my sane mind from insanity.
A spoiled brat, I know.

Now, I really need sleep. Its 4am in the morning on a friday morning.
i expected a little more. just a little
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