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Thursday, December 22, 2005

10:39 PM

I just have to blog. I don't know why. I'm addicted already. Sorry, readers for the inconvenience. I'm not exactly the quiet girl. I have loads of random thoughts and a lot of craps to let out. So, yeah.
Oww... I feel so crappy. It's like, just because of him, I can't even be the cheerful little girl I once was. Laughing at everything not funny. It's getting too far. How could I ever let him matter so much? How could I even fall for him? How could I let him change me? How could I let him take my smile away? How could I cry for him? How could I break down for him? It wasn't meant to be; I was supposed to be happy. I am lost, so lost. I'm breaking down apart again. How could it be? Just the sight of him, I could forget the happy moments I had during the holidays without him. Why did I let him drain all the happiness within me? I need someone, to pull me through this. God, guide me through, please. I need you so bad. Hear my pleas. I have to learn to love again. Send someone to teach me. Let me see the beauty of the world again.
Yours sincerely,
Belle.

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