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Sunday, November 09, 2008







& actually, i'm in no mood to blog.
i have this feeling that i'm going nuts,
and there's this on-going argument occurring in my mind.
i can't take it anymore.




i trust her.
no you can't.
i can, she's my friend.
you can't, she'll just hurt you again.
but she said it'll be different.
what makes you think she'll honor her word.
i know she will.
how do you know? how sure are you?
she'll hurt you again and you know it.
OH JUST SHUT THE FCUK UP.