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It hurts when you could easily forget the memories we shared,
the ones which I remembered even when I didn't want to.
Quotes.
'Missing you isn't the problem, it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.'

'Sometimes when you sacrifice something special, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on. '


♥-/Increased.Heartbeat

!!

ME.



I'm a simple girl living in a complicated world. I'm friendly and purple-struck. I get high at wrong times and I want to stay like that forever.
I don't do drugs, I'm not in any gang. I'm that normal girl who is on Facebook, Twitter and MSN. Fell out of love and lost trust in it. Fahrenheit's sizzling hot and they burn. I see flames shooting out already.


Screams.



Yours Truly,
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Monday, March 14, 2011
The best way through a person's heart is through the cracks left by previous owners.

HUH WHAT? No way, it's my fault.
It's mine for making you all feel that I was treating you all as spare tyre.
Who knows.
Yeah, maybe.
Just maybe, we should try t settle things fast.

All your promises that you said you wouldn't end up that way, were just all empty promises

Hi blog.
Sorry for the fierce previous posts.
My march holidays is ruined.
But not in the mood to blog and etc.
Friday would be the busiest.
8 Schools coming into Mayflower for CO exhange.
Then I needa go off like immediately afterwards.
I promise I'll do a proper blog post when everything blows over.
Sry kthxbye.

That should be me, holding your hand.
That should be me, making you laugh.
That, should be me.
This is so wrong, I can't go on.

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