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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

Tuesday, December 7, 2010
you know, theres always those friends you dont really talk to, but you can always come back to whenever you need? i guess this blog is like that, it gives me a sense of reassurance. it lets me say something, but not necessarily that whole world has to hear it.

i dont know... i guess, i have a few thigns on my mind.
like you know some friendships, last longer then you would expect. you never expected to expect anything more, but once it ended you realise that you depended on it so much and that deep inside you wished that soemthing more could happen. but its like theres no point trying to force it, especially if the awkward silences are msot obvious, and youre differences are so big you can spot them 2837182319 kilometers away. my point is, im sadder and thinking about it more than i thought i would have.

plus, im kinda tired to put to much effort in you know? i mean, if i offer my hand and the other person doesnt take it, whats the use of me trying in the first place?

i wish, the person who i wanted to talk to was talkinggg, zzzzzzz. funny how thigns work x


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