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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

i was walking home alone when i realised that no one is going to worry for me when i walk home late at night the way you used to.

i used to depend on you, now i have to depend on myself. you got me so used to having you around and being there for me and then you left me to get used to what it was like before. i still don't see your logic and never ever will. you have the weirdest logic. no one can ever beat you. i thought i was forgiving but i guess i can never ever forgive you for what you did. and it's not like you're actually making the effort to even be good friends like what you suggested? but i will rise above the situation and rise above you.

oh and i gave beer many chances but i still don't like it. even though i think brewerkz beer is the best i've tasted. i only like a bit of the after-taste of it.

and i feel kind of dumb always hanging around online waiting for you to maybe come online and maybe actually talk to me. zzzz me yes i know.

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love you like a sister;
12:08 am