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9/24/08
♥ 3:22 PM

After I felt that you weren't important,
everything changed.
I became vulgar.
I became a pain in the ass.
I became a bad person.
(To think that I am a PSL.
SHEESH!)

But, i wont improve.
I wont.
In fact, I'll never.

Hey,
I miss you alot.
Years without you felt like the end of the world.
I miss those camps we go to.
those movie trips. Those childhood days.

''Like a tree I stay rooted, while the seasons go by
Friends of a feather will come round and fly
Some will be special and perch for a rest
Whether to stay or just be a guest
Sometimes the weather is just never right
or the branches get weak and give way to the height
So there goes the circle of the sun and the rain
I'm left with the lessons of laughter and pain''




9/21/08
♥ 2:01 PM

Lets see.
Why am I here?
Hmms, to get things right.

No, maybe it wasn't a mistake.
You are the mistake.
Why do I feel like killing myself
when I am suppose to kill you?
Why do you love to make things worse?

Fine.
I am done here.
I finallyyyyyy realise the whole point
of having the fcuking line.
Thanks for helping me,
appreciated it loads.

I think I've finally found a better place to start
but no one ever seems to understand.

Oh, btw.
My mum is fine about the chalet thing(:

9/16/08
♥ 9:00 AM

Hello!
we are at D & T room:
Florence is showing me some old photos.
Goodness, we look so retarded.

Will not be back till after EYEs.