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Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Countless of times, I told you that you're not my tool.
Since you've decided to side her and everyone else, I've nth more to say.
You claim that I'm pushing all the blame to her.
Evidence?
Her blog post?
Oh please.

I'm sick of typing the whole goddamn long story out.
I'm sick and tired of this freaking life of mine.
You won't believe me anw. So I'm the one that's wearing a mask, acting innocent.
Have you ever thought of how I would feel?
You once said that you would stand up for me, if anyone ever does something bad to me.
What are you doing now? Siding her.

This year's my olevels.
Yet what am I doing?
What the hell am I doing to myself?

You promised a nice birthday.
Something I'll enjoy.

I doubt so now.



Hi

You do not know me.