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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

i think this coming holiday everyone is going away. time to get used to being on my own. or just fade off.

i had this dream that my arms were slashed when i was being held hostage. i managed to escape and i could see my own flesh and blood from the deep cuts. but i could not feel the pain at all. i just stared down at the cuts and wonder how ugly the scars would look like when they eventually heal.

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love you like a sister;
4:45 pm