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Wednesday, September 9, 2009,3:22 AM
....

9 TH SEPTEMBER 2009


one month before,

i was still EXicted for this day to come

one month later,


i rather this day dont ever exist in every month.






MEMORIES ARE ALWAYS GOOD



BUT STILL, I DUNNO WHY IM STILL UPSET, STILL FEELING MOODLESS.



ITS THE SAME KIND OF FEELING THOUGH IN THE PAST.


PEOPLE ALWAYS WANT THINGS TO BE THE WAY THEY WANTED.
PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS SELFISH.




GUESS LONELINESS IS MY LIFETIME PARTNER.

I LOVE YOU, LONELINESS.


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