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Tuesday, May 09, 2006
the kindda trouble time creates.
fuck it la.
if time just freezes everything would be alright.
i wont have to worry bout tomorrow or what might happen next




what happened?
was it my fault?
what did i do?
why the sudden cold shoulder?
am i supposed to react to this?
do i go down on my knees just to save this sudden war?
your driving me insane.
whathappenedwhathappenedwhathappened.








i am so fucking paraniod by this.
breaking down. crying. whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy




LET THIS COME TO A CONCLUSION!






sarah writes/ 5/09/2006 01:44:00 PM

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