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Wednesday, February 02, 2005

i feel insecure about myself, about everything. somehow, i just feel you make me pin false hopes on you. and eventually, you're gonna be the one who breaks my heart. i've already made myself clear. crystal clear. don't go on deceiving yourself and me if you don't feel it. it's time to set your priorities right.

but i'm glad things were talked about just now. i feel much better, though still slightly unsure about everything. i know i'm paranoid and over-sensitive. but that's just how girls are like right? it cut me when you said that everything seemed normal.

i was just reading kok just now. and i'll say i feel very similar to her. we are both super paranoid people. and i agree things feel like it's going downhill from here. help kok, i think we need to console one another now. boo. it used to be i consoling you or you consoling me... now, we're both in poop.

just in case you didn't know, you still matter to me.


BimboQueen
2/02/2005 10:47:00 pm

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