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Thursday, September 11, 2008

i am missing you.
like nw.
like crazy.
i do not like the way u make me feel.

i hate having to be rationale.
i hate having to be sensitive.

i just nid to rant.
damn.
he is not leaving.
and here i am complaining.

i noe time will fly.
but den,
i do not like the fact, that we will seperated.
i do not like the distance.
BUT den again.
i am fine.
time will fly.
it will, wun it.

uhhuh.
we have to move on.
this is life, is it not.
crude.
damn crude.
but den, remember, u n me, will nv be alone.

boyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
i once said,
fantasy kills.
it still does.
i do not feel good.
seriously.
i have no idea y.
mayb, its you.
mayb its them.
or mayb its just me.
i cant slp.
no, not tonight.



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