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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.
too bad if your fugly actions and thoughts appear here
if you're not happy, jolly well fuck off
because nobody told you to come here.
i urge you to think twice before spamming or leaving a comment
enjoy readers!




Friday, October 31, 2008
SO TELL ME,
HOW DO I MOVE ON WHEN I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU?
TWO YEARS HAVE PASSED, IM STILL HERE.
RIGHT HERE, NOT MOVING.
NOT A SINGLE STEP.

Thursday, October 30, 2008
To: duck.
I THOUGHT I COULD TURN TO YOU.
i was so wrong.
i just read your blog.
now i know what exactly happen.
why didn't you tell me?
i thought you know that i'm always here to listen?
i'm having stupid moodswings.

how am i suppose to tell you that i was wrong about you.
i would rather you blow your top at me
instead of giving in to me.
i know you controlled you temper.
i know you wouldn't blow your top at me.
but i would rather you do so.
i blame myself for being so insensitive to you.
i blame myself for only wanting you to be there for me,
and blaming you for not being there.
i'm really sorry.
i just so stressed up.
i'm bursting.
idk who to turn to.
i knew i could turn to you.
but i was insensitive.
i'm sorry.
tears just flow. i can't control.
just so stressed up.
But i've all along regarded you as my best friend.
And will always be.
i just hope now you'll be allright.
and cheer up!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I tried so hard to be here for you.
But you took me as if i'm a fool.
I told myself i should be the first one to wish,
to prove that i'm sincere.
It backfired.
I'm not the one.


Saturday, October 25, 2008
I'll be someone better without you.

Thursday, October 16, 2008
How the fucking hell can i make you see it?

Sunday, October 12, 2008
This is definately the first time,
but prolly the last time i'm saying this.
i really miss you badly.
happy belated.
i wished you on the day itself.
but i wonder if you saw it.
:D