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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Saturday, September 04, 2004
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2dae...i cant keep sighyn..i woke up...no mood...went insyde class aint smylyn.....den ration came in den we crazie and i started cumyn bck to maself...hapie2 wear nice2 but no imran..argh...niwae been stresyn bout amin klately...dunoe why...soo stress he didnt kol..he drop me a sweet msg...ysterday mornyn"if i can,i will leave a letter n dis song to yu..n i wryte once a dae n put in tru d sea for yu..ll regret all those tyngs,u tot we dint do,n wen d sun seems to clear,who will den be left but nt u,me and u...." i dun even noe ward dos dis means.....i tynk and tynk...i left hym dis msg juz now and he didnt reply"monday,waityn,tuesday,fadin,wednesday,fell asleep,fone ryngs i cant hear yu,in d brughtness can see,waityn for yu to answer me...will yu?wen..."argh....dunnoe lah..i miz hym soooooooo much......niwae i soo gota move on....watch 13goin on 30...she got attached wif her bestfren...a guy and i dun noe whos ma guy bestfren coz deyll always en in like and vanoished..susah sey...niwae...saw cute guys but styll afraid to talk..hahah one day goto......ralie got to.........i gtnotyn to sae...im gna start bulemai again..been eatyn alot but i gta do it again....


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