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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

so much going on. i dont think i can handle all the shit that is going around anymore. the morning sun just depresses me more. everyday when the sun rises its another day ive to handle. deep in me i just dont want the morning to come. funny how everyone thinks that morning sun symbolises hope. but not to me.

the past has been haunting me. althouh ive been telling people that im gna try leaving things behind and move on but its not as easy as it seems. theres too much to let go. im haunted by the past. what can i do to chase the ghosts of the past away?

i miss you. badly. what am i without you. its just like candy without sugar. im just a persn without the skeleton inside. you left me there alone bleeding. from the start when everyone tell us its not meant to be, we went against it. i dont know what went wrong o im still blaming myself for what has happened. if i havent appeared in your life maybe things will be much more easier. when you went away the damage is much worst than i thought. the places that brings back that inch of nostalgia. its too much to handle. youve moved on (or so i think) im still holding on to nothing.

and again i need to do smth to my hair soon. my bangsare over growing.