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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
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
SYL!
things won't be the same anymore..
don't harbour any hope on it..
i really wish things could stand still.
i really thought that i can change the outcome.
i know i can't force love............................
i seriously still think that there's a way to mend the crack
and that...................................................we can return to the past.
i suddenly feel so ashamed of myself.
i hate myself when i ran to the phone.
didn't you know that the status is different now?
stupid girl, you're so thick-skinned.




and stupid notti also.
does it take very long to go and see a doc?
you're so stubborn..........................................................
i'm concerned about you.


now's my turn.
my throat feels sore.
damnit.

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