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Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore
Black and white Pictures, Images and Photos Michelle, 050296
I'm not perfect, so deal with it.
Monday, December 14, 2009

Hi world.
I guess trust is really important.
with out trust, you'll just continue to suspect,
the ones you love.

today, I stayed at home, the whole day.
gosh, woke up at, 9.55
then breakfast, then study.
I kinda dozed of while reading the Lit book.
then, ate super lot of dried mangoes.
they rock.
then, was talking to people, on phone, on, msn.
then had a longlong nap.
so, nothing really happened today.
hate being at home, all alone.
sometimes, I wish I had a sister or something.

Dedicated to my Beloved Dog
A poster wrote :
to you, he's just a dog.
but, to him you're everything.
I feel like, I've been a bad owner.
so, Twinkle♥, you're my everything too!
I know, it's retarded.
but, true (:

I need trust, so so much.
cant seem to trust anyone anymore.
even those I used to.
how?
is there still a problem somewhere?
I realised, that things cant go back to where it came from.