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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
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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!