Friday, March 18, 2005
1.06 in the morning.
still can't sleep,
not that i don't want to.
my eyelids seems to be a few times heavier;
but i still
can't get to sleep.
a lot of stuff on my mind larh.
irrelavant stuff of the past.
fcuk the memories.
frustrated.
if i could actually forgot everything; sighh.
thinking abt it now, i was kinda dumb. to take in every word he said to me.
he's just a liar. a
major liar.
what's the point of crying abt it,
or actually be sad abt it.
i'm gonna start all over again.
pick myself up once again.
i noe i can do it; it's gonna be easy.
right?
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