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The elegance of an emoCategory: (general)
Sunday, 15 July 2007
02:26:33 AM (GMT)
Me...Trying to believe in myself but never works out. True 
love is the one thing that bothers me, I've never under 
stood it... Weird. I know the meaning of it but I don't 
understand... I'm confusing myself. The more sensible me 
wouldnt do this, cut her wrists every time she feels like 
her life is being taken away from the caring hands of god 
then taken and thrown into the claws of satin, would not 
wear black and red clothes and paint her nails red and 
walk around with a smile of depression sinking deeply into 
her soul. The sensible me wouldn't fall in love with a 
complete stranger who is three years older than herself. 
But the sensible would sourt it out and call her friends 
for help, live life to the full and wear not as much red 
and black but also wear what she wants because red and 
black are her fave colours. The sensible me would keep her 
face to the sunshine and be happy for who she is. Fall in 
love with the perfect man who she has known for many years 
find someone who she finds charming, responsible and 
caring. Be true but me you.

Comments 
midnight_caelum says:   15 July 2007   985293  
What the!?! Are you serious!?! NO no no no no no  no no
luv4eva says :   16 July 2007   497894  
what do u mean??????

 
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