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Tuesday, January 19, 2010, 9:36 PM
Move on. Whats the point of reminiscing when you know the person is no longer worthwhile;
when they're no longer who they used to be? When they're heart is somewhere else?
Do you think they still care for you, still sit there thinking about you?
Becos frankly, they dont.

Hey, i will move on to the other side of the wall.
I want that whats on the other side. Even though its not the same, its okay.
Whats on the other side will probably be better. I'll never know until i move over to the other side.
I will get to the other side. I WILL.

PS: FASTER COME BACK FROM CAMP KIDDO. dont miss me too much yeah? xD Have fun. i'll miss you! (L)


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