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.Sunday, June 11, 2006 ' 18:49 Y
you used to be the reason, for my smile.you still are.

the last thing i'd ever want is to have someone check on me the minute i wake up, the moment i have my luch and with all those smses hounding me all the way till night fall when i finally get online.

i feel suffocated when someone does that.
i believe there is a clear line drawn between 2 pple esp if ure only in initial stage.

and i prolly have to resort to my own methods of regaining my privacy if u dont get my sarcasm.


when im so sick of love songs, i turn off the radio.

get it?







THAT LADYY

why-eh-as-em-ai-an-eeee
has hit the big FAT too-wen-tee
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