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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Hey look, if you're not happy with something. Tell me. Don't fucking ignore me or avoid it alright. Look at how you've been treating me. Sorry hor, best friends don't notice each other after 3 hours alright. You can go and fuck around with your friends. I don't care. I tried to protect you, you said give you your freedom. Ok, fine, unlimited freedom is yours.

Its not me thats changed. Im still the same ol' Fiona. Look at yourself. You hardly go out with me, call me, or even speak to me. All because "there's no reason to". Like I said, everyone else is more important. You said I don't remember the good things you've done for me? I still do alright. Look who's talking. I don't put you in a bad light. I told you Im jealous, and you still do it. Fine. go ahead. I'll have my own group of friends. I don't need you.

I don't treat all my friends the same, especially you. You're my special one. The one above everything. You ask me to come down to your place when you had problems, and I did. We accompanied each other throughout the night at the playground, smoking and chatting our lives away. Guess that wouldn't happen anymore. Since I mean nothing to you right now.

Being the perfect friend? Thats hard, like i said to Kenneth, don't play politics. No one will like you in the end. Look at whats happened now. But I don't really give a fuck. Since Im not supposed to. =)



Gosh, Im still sick. Head pain! Nose running like a tap! Coughing till my head hurts!
May that special Someone please save me from my misery.

I love you, I really do. For your side. I wouldn't know. Never did it cross my mind that you'll reciprocate my love. Hopefully you do. =X

A Trail Of Thought Left On Tuesday, April 10, 2007

ThisIsMe.

Fiona
Nineteen
OpenBisexual
NewMediaAtRP
LovesMusic,AnimalsAndSpendingMoney
HatesBackstabbers,Plastics

Wishes

SomeoneToHaveAndHold,
WithAllMyHeartAndSoul
INeedToKnow,
BeforeIFallInLove.

ALittleMoreTouchMe.


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