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Friday, June 27, 2008

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...
perhaps i tot tt it's okie to haf onli him in my life..
perhaps i tot tt it's okie to onli depend on him..
perhaps i tot tt it's okie to haf onli him in my heart....

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps....

he said tt it's nt rite to rely on him.. he finds it's stressing..

he left juz lidat, w/out a care in the world, w/out even considering how i feel..

tired, i'll say tt of him, of mi..

i tink i've sinked in too deeply diz time... the knife's been too safely planted in, the wound's still freshly openly, nt wanting to heal...

~ { 2:04 AM }
aiming for the sky above;