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Thursday, January 20, 2011

sometimes i just feel like screaming to myself. i feel so stressed up. haish. one after another. i am trying to stay strong.

dear.. i know i have done so much mistakes. i know i have not been a good girl. i know i have never listened to whatever that you have said. im sorry. i didnt mean to be that way. i just hope that you know im like that cause i need you by my side badly. i need you.

you are the only one that i look forward to every morning when i wake up. you are the only one that is always there and will always be there deep inside. i know my words are harsh. i know i didnt say things straight-forward. i promise to not be like that. its my mistake. i didnt learnt from what i have done in the past. i will try my best to not do it again. i know i have said this many times. but just give me time to change.

i just wish that you will be fine soon. its killing me. im so sorry. i love you. and i really miss you.

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