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hello, my name is charmaine.
this is my blog and i get to write whatever i want,
whenever i feel like to.
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
what more can i expect? you said you got nothing to say to me anymore. maybe to you those are just words. to me, its just like a glass that pierce through my heart. you ask me to sleep because there is still school in the morning. after putting down, i can't sleep. i thought about words that you said. it really hurts. its not the first time, it has been many many many times that your words hurt me. i've lost track for counting the times. all i want to know is where do i stand in your heart? sept till now, i only gave up once. ONCE but i miss those memories. and when i turn and look back at those beautiful history, i've forgotten you're gone. how am i suppose to let go?


memories, you're with me. i love you so/xoxo