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so she says;






you tell me.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006

keep your fingers crossed for me;once again.

a big thank-yous to my love ones and people whom flooded me with texts and msgs.:))
its the little tots and acts.

tell me you care;and i'll love you.i promised with my little finger.

as i walked past the fanciful fast food joint,i very so wanted to stop and take-away those fries yet i cant.so and so..i wanted to grab those chocolate bars on the shelves yet i cant.i wanted to open the fridge and gulped down that can of cola yet i cant.tell me its sinful.

and so i am kinda under some pressure.and i've breakouts.dont be too surprised.and dont ask;its one of those last thing i wanna make an explaination about.i am gonna do just fine.

andy's sucha darling to drive me to that isolated place bbbuuuttt how am i supposed to get back from there~

i thought to myself.
are you just my imginary little friend.
do you really exist.
and where're you when i needed a shoulder to lean on.

@2:32 PM