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Saturday, November 26, 2005
like we used to

i cant begin when u're in my mind. urg.get out. get out. hate.hate . hate. u are the island while im the one feeling isled. ure surrounded by water while im not. all we are just bullets i mean this. f*cking shit. okay okay. how did we used to do it. limits? nah . i dont get it. urm. dont get stressed out. slowly. y not just be straightforward? thatll be easier. err. no. no. no way. why must it be now that this happens. ? . why.? i tried to tell. i cant limit. i hate limits. urgh. why dont u still understand? someday i'll. u dont seem to see a thing. u changed everything. never seem to care. so busy with them. its the same whether i come to see you or not. its not me. its all about you. carry on like this and we will end up at a T-junction. we will. its like already ahead. visible through the fogs and mist. with litthe triis covering the path. can we go back and carry on like we used to? can we. i know u cant. cemented my face to go through the shame. asked her. oh my. came favours. still no response. no initiative. no nothing. i see that u ve losened ur grip.
see u around. dont ask me about this entry. find out urself. overturn this crap to carry on.

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