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Friday, October 09, 2009
i dont know exactly how to express this.
this is what the most i could say.
the past.
its almost perfect.
almost.
but come to a certain reasons,its not.
but in you, theres nothing close to this at all.
i dont feel "that" connected.
i fucking hate silence awkward.
i cant list all things down here.
as it doesnt help to make things better.
and it doesn't feel the same at all.
somehow,part of me still stuck on my past.
im gonna stop this soon.
im sorry.


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