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Sunday, May 04, 2008
- it's broken, shattered.
 I can't even think about it, cz everytime I come to think about it,I'll break down. But I cannot stop thinking about it. I hate having to go thru this phase again, for the second time. It hurts,it sucks big time. I hate Sundays & I hate going out. Because everytime I go out alone, it'll remind me of you.There's just so many memories that we had together almost everywhere. I miss your morning calls.& I hate having someone replacing that.I miss your bedtime calls & I hate not having the chance to listen to your voice anymore.You left, just like that w/o saying a word or a reason.You left me full of questions and clueless. Oh my god, help me get thru this again. |
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