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29 01 10
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Thursday, January 28, 2010 @ 7:51 PM
YouBrokeMyGlassHeart

I can say people about their love life, But I always never managed mine well.
Todays gonna be an emo post instead of an total update of my life.
I don't get it.
Maybe I went overthe board.
But I justdon't wanna talk abt it!
I don't want it to be like the other time we had a talk.
It sucked the hell outta of me!
I read through your msges.
I let my tears held back.
I came across one, that told me that the last thing you'll ever do was to hurt me.
&I think it's true.
Cuz I think it's the last time I'm gonna let you do this to me.
The last time I'm gonna let myself do this to myself.
I want to tell youWe're over.
Yet I dont wanna let you go.
Because of that last msg.
It reminded me of Jason&ZhengWei.
I rmbed that I lost them because of *.
Now I'm losing you because you said that I have my friends.
Even seeing the blank inbox&sentmessages.
Sends tears rolling down.
Why are guys such a bastard?
I don't get it):
I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE! I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE!
I HATE IT TO THE FUCKING CORE!