:: 2007 9 July :: 1.32 pm

love is how it's lost, not how it's found.

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:: 2007 7 July :: 11.45 pm

i want to pretend like nothing ever happened.
like i never knew you.
and i never loved you.

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:: 2007 7 July :: 9.32 pm

everyday it hits me harder.

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:: 2007 6 July :: 12.03 am

i feel like throwing up.

can i disappear now?

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:: 2007 3 July :: 10.36 am

this is the story of the boys who loved you
who love you now and loved you then
and some were sweet, some were cold and snuffed you
and some just laid around in bed
some had crumbled you straight to your knees
did it cruel, did it tenderly
some had crawled their way into your heart
to rend your ventricles apart
this is the story of the boys who loved you
this is the story of your red right ankle.

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