itsHER
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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

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Sunday, July 5, 2009
i suddenly felt so tired, so overwhelmed, exhausted and simply bad. I'm taking this Ventolin shit and its making me feel shitter.
I read your post...it brought tears top my eyes when i realised how suddenly distanced we are.. what can i say? what can i do? - nothing. TBH, ive een waiting for you all afternoon and night. my pm distressed, looking for you, asking you to nudge me. But suddenly, i am afraid. Was it that one night that caused everything to crash and stumble? how stupid of me to ruin such friendship with my stupididty; with my selfishness.
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I was listening to SNSD's song dear mom. i got curious so i searched up the lyrics. i quote Mom, I truly love you && i cry.

i.. realised that im not okay. not okay with anything, everything. with each breath i take, i feel so much more worn out. honestly, what will become of me?
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PRINCESS. i unexpectedly feel so attached to you. you probably don't remember or took notice of this, but in our first conversations ever, you were the one who cheered me up. No, you werent the only one. but you were the only one who guessed what truly hurted me most of all. Obviously i denied and made a joke out it. remember what i said? the worse couldnt happen to me because it already had. i then backed away. so it answers your question to me a few weeks ago. the reason as to why i always move away. i guess im just really just afraid; because noone really knows but you were so close. at the meetup you asked me if i was okay, i laughed and ran away. im still not okay. im sorry i bother. im sorry i fuss. im sorry i pms and act like a betch. but most of all, im just sorry im me.


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