Tuesday, February 13, 2007
a series of -'s
she died this evening, i don't know what to do anymore.i'm so sorry
i hate you for not being here. bye(call ended).
i hate myself too.-
and then there is you - thank you. i cannot thank you enough for today. for the lunch, the birthday cake and friends to make this pre-birthday celebration amazing. i was happy for a while. only for a while, sadly.
i'm kinda numb right now. i feel like i faked too many smiles.
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i think you've lost me. too little, too much. or maybe not at all. who knows, all i know is that i'm not making any sense.
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i'm sick of trying. but i still am going to. i want to fucking bleed my brains out
right about
now.
2 Comments:
O jaan, can i call you abhi?and if not, give me a time for kal. I want to call my tasha and then you can catharcise your brains out. out of everything. i dont like you sad, i dont:(
i love you *hugs*
we shall talk all this. ok!?!
fake smiles hide more sorrow than real smiles. yet ppl overlook them - they know ur faking it yet they let u be.