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Saturday, August 20, 2005

for once i feel that i've let the world down. omg my attempt to sneak out failed lah. all thanks to her almost going to cry and then the OH SO NICE carolyn. hurr. yes, its all my fault. am sorry. but i know a million sorrys wont help. let me just go stand in the middle of the expressway and let the vehicles knock me down. but i bet they wouldnt even want to.

i dont think i'll be able to sleep tonight. i dont know. its all my fault. HURR. and why must you be so nice to me, to make me feel even more bad. RAH eeyore AND piglet? -falls- pls, i am sorry. i dont mind you daoing me forever. cos its all MY fault. i dont expect you to forgive me for i've ruined everything. ):

love, me.

my heart still bleeds for you.




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and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.