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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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because it was always you. && somehow i hope it always will be.
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prisoner of love (8)
Monday, November 16, 2009
no one ever thinks about how trapping love could be yu know? i'm watching this drama called last friends
Its basically a group of friends who are intervened with fate, love, lies, broken promises and whatnot. But what amazes me is the pain that they all manage to shield and hide from one another. I guess life is prettty much like that, you will never be alone yet you will always feel lonely. I don't know how to explain but i guess thats how i feel.

What can i say.. right now i feel so trapped. Entangled in a life that i do not want and never asked for.
But i think its like that for everyone, and i guess i shan't complain anymore. I guess all i can do is make the most of it and everything i can.

Somehow i'm so scared to strike a convo anymore, whether it be with yu or elena. I'm just so scared imma say something wrong. Worse of all i can't even make yu guys smile anymore. All i feel i can do is sit and listen. I'll hold your hand and lend yu my should to lean against. But at the same time i feel so immersed in something, something so far away i'm losing apart of myself. I feel like i''m trying to break free. I'm eargerly grasping for a life that is not mine.

I wanted to point out that I'm a selfish obnoxious bitch. But I'm also human.
Is it really that much to expect from my mum? I don't know anymore.

Me and yu. We are so much alike yet so different.

Believe me when i say that yu are a good friend, and one of the bestest. What yu seem to do may not be much but it means the whole world to me.
Sometimes it seems that you're the only one who believes in me. and trust me yu know how to push my buttons to get me back up and happy. thankyu love. <3

sorry if my words are jumbled, but thankyu if yu read. x


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