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turn my insides out and smother me.
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M istika, I turned fifteen. I'm an optimist, but it wouldn't hurt for me to be a lil' bit pessimistic. Yes, I'm abnormal, period. Tagboard
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Saturday, May 23, 2009
If eyes could speak.
Devon Werkheiser can sing. Awesomely unbelievable. Go to youtube, he does sing. And he's good. The song's are all so sweet. Awwwwwwwwww. I feel like crying, cause of the song. But I won't. Shall go to ultimate-guitar.com to check out the chords for the song :D It's possible. Anyway, it's a Saturday. Sorry about not posting yesterday, I mean, when I said talk to you peeps later. Was talking on the phone to Zuhri. Heh, I teared up. I don't know, I suddenly had flashbacks. I cried myself to sleep. He told me that it's not worth thinking about someone who doesn't think about you. Maybe he's right. I need help. Anyone? I guess not. Oh, and Devon's gonna star in a movie. HAH, just listen to his songs. If not, I'll put it up on my blog, if I can find his song. Do it! I don't have to say I'm sorry, cause I'm not. I don't have to say things to make you happy, cause I won't. |
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Let's runaway now
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