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hello, chanwanting♥ here. 22yo this year. a gal who is trying hard to change herself to get a better life..


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Sunday, July 5, 2009

A: i was wrong.. it lasted more than a month.. i'm sorry.

B: i'm sorry it didnt last... cos i know i cant.

C: it has been more than a year and a month, since you last spoke to me. am i suppose to say sorry too?

sigh. i dont know what i am and was thinking... be it last time or now. i'm still confused by everything which happened. i'm finding stupid reasons to excuse myself from the faults i did. but i know, i cant. thinking about those stuff will make my character change that very moment. i am never cheerful like before, never laughing as easily. i wont cry anymore, cos not like u'll see and pity me. it'll only be embarrassing. i see it, i want it. but i have no right to own it.. cos it'll be destroyed in my own hand, once again, after twice. i dont dare to take the risk on the third one. but i must not lie about me regretting. blaming myself and not u. cos u are not at fault at all. so many 'you', 'you' and 'you' appearing out of nowhere, seems like only i can understand. hey, can you tell, i'm talking about you...

he did not wait for my return

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