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Wednesday, August 02, 2006
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why, why must all this happen to me?
do i deserve this?
one bad thing happens, then another.
wth. my ife is ruined, my loved ones are frustrated im acting this way.
but they dont know what's happening in my home.
i dont how to say it, but it breaks my heart, seeing everything go tipsy-turvy.
it scares me so much more.
but well, it has never happened before, but lets just face it, just one time.
hope everything goes fine, and i wish my mum didnt mean what she said to my dad.
sometimes, wishes are granted, but sometimes they're not.
so lets just hang on to the only hope that's left.
and i dont know when i can go to school, yet.
i hope i could go back tomorrow already.
i miss my friends.

in the name of love.
7:35 PM