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Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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Veh nice.
I think I broke my record.
I cried like 8 times today? More than that I think. Not something to be proud of anyway.
At home, in the office, in the office toilet, in the pantry, on the train, at the bus stop & in the park.
Cool.




You just had to make me feel even worse when I'm already feeling so fucked up by you.
You didn't care about my feelings at all.
I'm very sure that you know I don't like what you're doing, and you chose to ignore how I feel.
I regret giving in. I regret trying to change myself because of you. I regret placing you on top of anyone/anything else.

Too tired to go on.
I don't wanna be disappointed by you again and again and again.
It's like a cycle; It repeats itself.

Things changed. but life still goes on.




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