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you're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while i sing
you've got me smiling in my sleep

Thursday, March 26, 2009 at 4:53:00 PM


You and I have something different
And I'm enjoying it cautiously
I'm battle scarred, I am working oh so hard
To get back to who I used to be

im better near to you


i really wish i could tell you how i feel right now so i can just vent everything out.
even though i know you don't give two shits about what i feel.
i feel like you don't even notice everything im doing and did for you.
i have never said anything truly hurtful about you behind your back, when im sure you've said plenty about me.
you acted like you hated me and i STILL didn't say mean things behind your back
doesn't that tell you something?
but of course you wouldn't notice since our worlds are completely different.
at least now they are.
i wish there was more i can say on this stupid blog about this, because i always use entries to vent out my feelings cause writing in journals doesnt work for me
but there's nothing else i can say that wont give away who im referring to.
so ill leave it at that.


on another note
i got my math progress report back and im speechless
im surprised i didnt cry the second i looked at it.
thats how bad it was.


p.s if you dont like the way i express my self in my blog,
then why the hell are you reading it

blah


harro
"if a guy treats you like he doesn't give a shit, he genuinely doesn't give a shit. no exceptions" i like Asian dramas, romance, comedy, carmel frapps, cardigans, long necklaces, twitter, the search bar on twitter, lime green, purikura, food, winter, big cities, animals, behemoth, jake et amir, dean fujioka etc

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