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x3.
Monday, July 6, 2009

now its my turn not knowing were to start off.
But here i go..
your the most addictive thing i could ever possibly want.
i actually thot i loved you, isnt that funny?
i dont think you know how much i actually care for you.
it scares me how much i am hurting without you.
you say i deserve better.
but do i ?
is that just another way to brush me off?
everytime you text me , my heart drops.
i actually thought im done, but am i ?
i dont hate you, i never will.
im the one whos the stupidest jerk.
i cant expect you to come here from soo far..
you say you wish yu cud bring bak time , to fix it.
to answer me, and not flop.
are you sure about that.
becuz here you are again not answering them.
and if you caught up to me , you wudnt have hurt me again.
i'd be the happiest thing ever.
yeaah thigns dont last forver.
but things could have happend.
amazing, great things.
but now i think itss alll a losss.
it could of been so real.
but honestly, it yu, who i think doesnt want it.
and i respect it.
but now i know why u diidnt reply. you are letting go.
so here i am letting you go .
its what its the best right ?
no lie this is the most painfullest, hardest thing i ever did.

but here you want me to be happy so

how bout i just forget this, and put on another fake smile.
for the 93248234213421349234992th time.

:) < there you go.



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