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26.10.09

argh! i dont know why im feeling this way.
as though a part of me is dead or some sort like that.

im fcuking jealous when i see a boy's blog talking about missing their girlfriend or whatever.
im fcuking jealous when i see a boy disturbing their girlfriend in public.
im fcuking jealous when i see a boy hugging a girl in th train tightly, afraid she might fall.
im fcuking jealous when someone tell me that their anniversary is coming.
im fcuking jealous when i see see a girl lying their head on th guy's shoulder.
im fcuking jealous when people talk about their love life.

damn. im such a mess ! it's been two dreadful weeeeeeks!
who needs me anyway??? not even you!
fcuk my life laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!

dont talk to me lahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kawans!!!!!!!!!!

cant you see that i need

you?????!!!!!



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