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.Friday, May 22, 2009.

Jealousy

Since young I was taught that Jealousy was a dangerous enemy.
I've never believed it.
And honestly, I've never felt so jealous in my life before.
This week, I felt its power.

I don't like it when I see the look you have for some people. I don't like it when I hear people saying that other girls like you. I don't like it when you tell me you don't like to take photos, yet I see photos of you and other people. I told you I didn't believe and you told me to view your profile to prove it. Then I saw that picture that I never wanted to see. Boy oh boy, I feel so childish. What to do? I can't call you mine. You aren't. When would you realize?

Au Revior at 11:09 PM






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My best friend says I'm a mega retard(: I am SUPER random, and I like being random. Red is a nice colour, and Sunflowers and Roses are pretty :D





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