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Friday, November 23, 2007

that's not what i want. i don't care about materials and gadgets and money. what's the use of them when you have nothing in comparison to that? i feel like saying 'oh forget it, i'll just hang out with people i know' cause for the past few months, the feeling of neglect and unjust just became more siginificant. i'm practically insane to scream and shout 'cause it's not use. you promised and apparently, it holds no significance at all. it's how you reacted made me behaved this way. and i bet if you read this, you'll just get mad.

tell me how can i cool down when you're not mine all this while?

"let me dive into the pool and sink to the bottom most level, where there's just me and the dark blue sea."