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But I'm not wasting my time,
Over something which is not worth it.
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010 ; 11:23 AM

to think about it.
i have wasted alot of my time dwelling in this mad history.
what i forgotten was that it's no longer year 2008.
it's already year 2010.
complaining about just how sad i am, how unwanted i am.
it's just so silly.
with or without him, memories are still there for us to remember and not to live in.
like recently i got all moody thinking about it again.
just because of it i start ignoring people and acting like a total bitch.
seriously, i hate myself a lot to the max.
i still can't let it go, i seriously still cant.
it have affected me a lot, it really have.
the hurt isnt gone yet, it's still hurting me a lot, i still cant accept the fact that you are really gone.
every single thing my friend did, it just reminds me of you.
you really did affect a huge part of my life.
i keep quite, i laugh and play like no tomorrow.
i acted like nothing happen when i saw an lmage of you.
but inside it hurts it really hurts.
i flirt, i go around hanging out with different people, thought maybe someday they might just replace you in my mind.
but i guess im wrong, in the end its still you whom i think about.
we are now strangers, everytime i saw you i wish i could just talk to you.
even if it means just a word.
but i guess things wouldnt go the way you wan it to be :)

its the beginning og something new.

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