itsHER
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nguggy.
16; sydney. a relatively good girl. feeling like she has a lot to say yet doesn't know how. So maybe these stories and scribbles of thoughts might turn out pointless to you. Maybe You'll dig some meaning out of them. Or maybe, you'll maybe one day even think and feel like she does. Maybe one day, you'll finally truly understand. Maybe you could even tell them for her. Just maybe. xx_.

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Dear you,

because sometimes i don't know how to get you anymore;
because it was always you. && somehow i hope it always will be.
PPJjunior

another day. another show.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
its time to put on the mask; that everyone expects of me. the polite child, the helpful girl, the happy friend? who am i truly? everything, or should i rather say everyone molds who we are. i guess ive lived up to others expectations making them my own. i guess right here and right now i have my second goal.
goal #2
in quest for own identity.
it wont be easy, but who said life would be. 8:12am. and thinking too much already. my head feels like its floating but being weighed down at the same time. im sick and tired. but i wont let go, no not just yet.
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i know you're right. you did it for me and i am thankful for it. if you ever read this, i wanna say thankyou a million times. but right now, i think its time for me to stop. to stop placing this burden on you. you were right, i was selfish, and all the things i did were merely an excuse for my behaviour. but i can't help myself sometimes. like you said; you nor anyone else would ever understand. so why should i cause all this trouble. but people are wrong, i can't simple let it go. because the gash has inflicted too much damage. has the gash healed? till today i dont know, but if it has, i am truly scared that the scar its left behind will reopen.
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i wanted to start the day with a smile today, but its so hard when the first thing you feed me is sour lemons...

xx_.
nguggy


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