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Monday, May 22, 2006
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i thought in a moment we'd spent a world tgt, but you dropped me, without any respect. if you could let me live a life without any fucking worries, i'd be more than happy. im trying to care for you like how i always do, but you DONT appreciate it at all. now im plunging myself into a mess i doubt i can get out of. food turns me off. even my favourite candy. you gave me unforgettable moments we share, every memory of it rips at my heart. the com turns me off. music turns me off as well.

i cried myself to sleep. it was not entirely your fault. we werent tgt. ive been alone here all along. you were nvr. you hail at me without a single care when you ought t feel sorry for yourself. i was feeling helpless too when i told you abt HIM. still i TOLD YOU. first you dont even feel sorry and now im suppose t look at myself and ask what wrong ive done t deserve all of this.

you made me lose every single hope i had in you,
and it's disappointing how im giving up everything now.
fuck.