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Monday, December 04, 2006

as i burn deep holes at my phone, i dont really have any feelings running through me.
no more anticipation nor worries. that i actually left the house not rememberin my partner. my dear phone. i'm not losing it , but i am . get me ?
fer now, i'm in a virutal 'game' or maybe 'scene' where i see the plot, but at the same time i am feeling that im doing it. or maybe like u're the director of a show of yourself. yeah smth like that.
everything is going not as whot i plan nor expect too. i cant put it in words i just cant explain whots going in me.

haha such luck to noe these ppl huh.

when u tell the truth they dun bother.

so tell me i should just lie ryte ?

haha suck farktards.

one day , you'll see me like whot i told u.

never laugh at anyones dream, ppl who dun have any dun have much.

bitches/


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