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Jessica.
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My Kettle. <3

Sunday, September 24, 2006

its like the time of the month where everything at once seem to be on the downhill it practically feels like youre choking on a furball.
however trivial all these can be,
it sure leaves you gasping for air - wishing youd just die there and then.

i realli shld stop neglecting sum of my frenz.
juz realised one of my fren whos currently in jc is moving on to poly next yr.
i guess at dat time he felt realli lousy n wanted sumone to tok to.
n when he msged me few daes ago telling me he needs to tok to me
i was so busy wif myself.
though i replied his sms,
i tink he felt as if i couldnt realli care.
i seriously blame myself for it.
i didnt noe it was such a big thing till juz few minutes ago.
i mus haf broke another person's heart again.

my deepest apologies, moo.

im the lousiest fren one can haf.
i juz seem to be breaking everyone's heart.


Broken promises are like shards of glass piercing thru your skin.
the pain goes,
but the ugly scars stay.