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♥ Tuesday, May 08, 2007
11:32 PM

I am feeling all the chills that's running down my spine.
why is it that everything change so much just within 6 mths? is 6 months a very long time?

thanks for putting up that display pic and reminding me where i am. I guess you know, that my sense of direction is really bad. :)
but yea, i wont get lost.

what exactly are you feeling deep down inside?
you are somehow tellin me that there's still sumtin going on yet we both know it's over. It hurts badly whenever i see girls who are downright bitches around you. its just disgusting...it is soo so disgusting. It is even harder to imagine that someone whom i was once so close with is fooling around with them.
why?yes,perhaps, i should believe that they're the ones looking for you.but when i come to think of it, don't you think that there's a reason that makes it all happen?
it's all bcos of your doings. its all in your behaviour and the way you carry yourself. you flirt, they flirt back, even more.

anyway,the life is yours,not mine.
I have no right to care.