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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

the feeling of being beaten. i think that's the worst feeling anyone could have. sometimes i tell myself that nothing matters as long as it is okay to you, but then again how do you noe that it is okay? how does anyone know.
today wasnt the best of all days, it was dull, windy, but sunny at the same time- weird huh?

i dont noe how to explain it, but i can tell you it i was not having a good day today. sometimes i think that i'm thinking too much, and sometimes i just think that i care too much.

well which one is it?

ohhh fuckk this,,, is what i say everytime i'm up against something.
and tell you what. i hate it.