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Monday, November 17, 2008

FUCK FRIENDSTER LAHH. hate them.

i hate to say this. but you were the best i ever got. picking me up when im fall. it hurts so much that night, that very night, just when i thought i had everything in the world. you DUMPED me. come to think of it. i know i was being mean all the while. taking you for granted. (i always do) thats what mama says. i miss the ties you hug me real tight when i come out freezing from work. i just so miss you. gawdd. i sound so gay lah. if i could ever turn time back. i wouldnt have left you.
if i could do anything to salvage what we shared back, i would. serious.
you were good enough for me. i just wasnt good enough to live up to you. prove me wrong baby.

its nearing a year since grandma died. soon in a nearing a months time, its time to 'visit' her again. considering the fact that i wasnt exactly close with her, her death did left me whooper lost. death never seem so near.

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