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Wednesday, April 15, 2009 12:53 AM

i just dun know..

i am very sad now.. i feel so alone. its like i have a gf who isnt my gf.

does the people you defend care?? do they know what we have to suffer because of them ?

i just dun know.. i feel so freaking distant though we are so close. you dun talk to me, you dun even look my way. i might as well not be your bf. i try and try to be there for you. to get your attention but you just brush me off time and again like a tissue that you need only when you want to use it.

maybe thats what i am. i just dun know anymore..

hold me now at 12:53 AM
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