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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

works getting better each day.
i just dunnoe why.
but sometimes it just sucks to the max!

so i had a lil talk with someone.
and he said.
when a guy love that someone
he will respect you.
he will give you all.
he won't hit you.
he won't hurled vulgarities.

when i heard him said that.
i'm hurt.
whatever he said. knock me straight on my face without him knwing.
and i guess he can sense that i no longer wanna hear.
he just shut up.
and there's an awkward silence.
everything he said. makes me see that.
that someone don't love me after all.

he told me things.
and i guess. life can never be fair.
im sorry.

i thought. i cant be able to make it without him.
but, to think back.
i've gone thru this more than twice.
but to see he go like there's ntg he held special when he's with me.
that's makes me sad .
was i too easy for him to forget?

and and and
i think im gonna delete my blog.
maybe. i'm not sure yet.
just cause noone will bother reading.
noone will bother knowing what the hell happening to me.
hee. so yea.
maybe one day you'll come back. and im gone for good

sooner or later i'll put you behind.
like what you did to me.
sooner or later. i'll go on as if ntg bout you matters.
like what you always do to me.
sooner or later.
i wont wait for your calls.
like how i am .
sooner or later. i wont cry cause of you.
like now.

i hate to think bout you.