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Sunday, February 07, 2010 1:03 AM


the right thing to do..

i am going to build walls around me so thick that noone will know what i am really feeling. i am going to.. run away. to somewhere in my mind so far that the pain cant reach me. let the auto pilot do the work, he's better anyway..

seems like time is rewinding, friends dun stay anymore. noone is really true other than the few. i cant trust anyone, cant believe anyone, there is no way out but in..

but this time..
i.. wont let myself do things the wrong way.
i.. have never love someone so much in my entire life.
i.. wont let this light you shined on me be lost.
i.. actually cant move on.
i.. just want to hide.


hold me now at 1:03 AM
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