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the.girl


Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Friday, December 28, 2007
i'm a little disappointed.
but quizzes said that i can self-assure.
hmmm..
then it will be that he hadn't notice he have "new messages".
i find this delusive instead.
whatever it is, he's so far away from me.
i lost him.
i lost smiles.
i lost devil.
i lost notti.


a shoutout.
a song.
all "invisible man"
why you wanna make me lose your presence?
and miss it so badly that as if i was about to die.
how can you disappear just like that?
you wanna run away?
i just miss your notti.


your last words of concern.
made me cry for more.
and they indeed made me cry.
as they were your last.
now, no more.
in the future, will there still be any?
i should have asked:
when can i hear news about you?
that you're free and lonely and want a chat with me.
even if you're making use of me
to keep you accompany online.
i agree.


saw addy lee on tv.
& suddenly my heart mentioned about you.
same profession.
same kind of shirt.
you're straight.
the sleep after which resurfaced your face again.
i donned a purple evening dress.
with super straight tresses.
there you came,
with a hair spray.
what a gentle touch, a midas touch,
you gave my hair magic.
another life, another me.
i love it
the new hair.
i love it
the new look.
i love you
my new heart.

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