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Saturday, 27 November 2010
11:18:31 PM (GMT)
i'm scared. i don't want to be one of you lovesick, obsessed fools wearing heart-shaped glasses and comparing your name with theirs. and it will take time, to show you're mine. but do i even have time to take? i miss my boring steady, flat line life. but i wanted this, and i've come so far. what am i supposed to do? say "no"? i think that would be rather unfair, he's giving me a chance, something i haven't been given. he's trying to figure me out, everyone else is scared. i thought i'd have to change, but what is he doing now? taking the short, quiet, natural-faced girl over the tall, skinny chick with a flirty voice? i'm tripping, i'm watching my back. i can't help but wonder what's going on in that head. i adore the effort you've made, and the way you're so strong after everything they've done. i adore you for everything that's made you, you. but lord knows we're so young, and i'm no fan of good-byes.
Last edited: 29 November 2010

‹più o meno› says:   28 November 2010   489991  
you are so not natural faced i've never seen a girl like you you're
beautiful, and and give him a chance just to see what will happen
don't asume just yet, and don't worry too much it'll be fine. just
fine, i promise. i'll be here by your side. your perfect my
sugarpipesmieco. (GOT IT!)
‹freckleshoulders› says:   28 November 2010   715973  
Wellwell, my natural I just mean that I don't wear much make-up.
But thank you, lovey, I really appreciate your support and I'm sorry
if I seem whiny and such.
‹più o meno› says :   28 November 2010   250406  
nono its okay i am too :S


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