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orangeeeeyy Missyan

Friday, July 17, 2009

I use to really look forward to outings.
Like alot alot alot.
I had this sudden thought that maybe I'm starting to dread the way things are a little.
Cos I know very well if this goes on, it's going to be harder when I need to leave.
This closeness is amazing.
Yet it aint helping what that's going to happen.
I really felt like rejecting you.
Stop replying.
Just disappear.
Once and for all.
Cos it's starting to hurt badly.
And I don't know if I still can continue with it.

Then you come along and say something out of the blue.
And makes me forget whatever that's been running through my head.
OH MAN.
WHAT TO DO?


and there she goes chasing her fairytales, 23:53