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Thursday, January 8, 2009 @ 1:01 AM

walking alone.
singing alone.
talking to myself.
shopping alone.
emoing at last.
what more can i do?

u once made me cry, becox u said we are the past, i gues u succeded again.
i dun have the trust nor believe that im still in the group called best frenz.
i hate to leave without telling ppl. i dislike to run away from probs.
but has anyone thought about how should i face such situations?!
when i can't cry, can't shout, can't scream, can't do anything but just sit down n listen to songs.
im a thrash. i need a bin.

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