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Friday, June 30, 2006

Mmm. This Is Where It All Began . Ha.
Well, It Just Feels Like Ive Let You Down, And I Know That In Some Way, I Have, And That Im Sorry .

Just Wish That Life Would Not Be So Comlicated For You, And That We Could Go Back To What We Were, Being WIld And Free, Yet Its Not Possible Now.

Every Night, I Go To Sleep Hoping That You'll Be Okay, And That Nothing Would make Your Life More Complicated As It Is Already, And Yet, I Feel That Im Not Doing My Best To Help You.





So I Say To You Now My Love, If You Ever Need Me, Ever Doubt Me, Ever Detest Me, Ever Feel Anything, Tell Me, And Ill Do My Best To Help You Or To Make Things Feel Right.

Ending Off -

i just want you to know who i am;
7:46 PM


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