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Thursday, July 13, 2006

I want to give my all
Even if I fall
For you I row my best
Even without taking a rest.

what bee said really made me think a lot, "do i prefer st nicks or here?" actually, i'm not sure myself. it's been 7 months. there's a lot of things i miss in st nicks, there's a lot of things i yearn to do back in st nicks, there's a lot of people i miss. sometimes i just feel like crying, and maybe even dying. i don't have friends nj whom i'd give up my life for. well, maybe a few. it's like i'm afraid of many things. i'm afraid of forgetting our shared memories. i'm afraid of you all forgetting me, forgetting who i am. i'm afraid of losing my friendship with you all. we promised to be friends forever, and i want to keep this promise. i really really miss you all. i want to go back real bad. i want to spend a whole day with you all real bad. i never feel more at ease when i'm with you all, laughing on the mrt, giggling during lessons, and knowing what each other thought about without even saying a thing. the 2 and a half year friendship we have is really strong, and going on. i do hope to stay in contact with you all. i still hope you all treat me as your best friend.

for you
i live.

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.