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Music
Saturday, February 10, 2007
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Music- robbie williams
This is to someone, G and L?
I'm sure you're having a difficult period struggling with yourself and much more and well, I'm going through a ditch of a time too darling. The thing is, you belong to the group where you are loved. You have me, Ch, and many more. I think you're a swell friend. You'll always be a special part of me no matter what happens next time or even if we part. Serious. Sometimes we all just get blinded by our little pity party bashes and
we don't see how much our friends love and care for us. When you hurt, your friends get hurt. I mean friends as in the true ones you talk to. They really care for you, but sometimes they just may not know how to talk to you or sound you out though they really really are dying to know what happened and how they can give a little help at least. Please, open the door cos you're really freaking us out.
And now, an interesting poem.
I have loved you Since the moment I laid eyes on you Your amazing eyes Caught my glance Your sweet smile Melted my heart Your soft fingers Brushed away the pain Your gentleness and demureness Took all my troubles away A fantasy world That you lived in And which you brought me into
For many many reasons, I only chose to take the first part of the poem. WINKS. Anyhow, demureness? ness? ho hum. To the author: yes I do love you and stop accusing me of adultry gah.
Oh golly. Disgusting week ahead. I'm dead tired now. The whole day was crammed with activites non-stop even till now at 12.25. SIGH. Since 7 plus when I woke up. SIGH SIGH.
I mumbled to myself not to mumble ever again- 8:10 AM
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