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  crooked_beat
 
01:06am 15/12/2009  
  all is well, but i am losing/have lost faith. i'm not stupid, i get the message.  
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  crooked_beat
 
02:23am 04/12/2009  
 
mood: melancholy
this is stupid, but maybe she'll get it... who knows.

Beautiful, you're beautiful, as beautiful as the sun
Wonderful, you're wonderful, as wonderful as they come
And I can't help but feel attached
To the feelings I can't even match
With my face pressed up to the glass, wanting you
Beautiful, you're beautiful, as beautiful as the sky
Wonderful, it's wonderful, to know that you're just like I
And I'm sure you know me well, as I'm sure you don't
But you just can't tell
Who'll you love and who you won't
And I love you, as you love me
So let the clouds roll by your face
We'll let the world spin on to another place
We'll climb the tallest tree above it all
To look down on you and me and them
And I'm sure you know me well, as I'm sure you don't
But you just can't tell, who you'll love and who you won't
Don't let your life wrap up around you
Don't forget to call, whenever
I'll be here just waiting for you
I'll be under your stars forever
Neither here nor there just right beside you
I'll be under the stairs forever
Neither here nor there just right beside you

<3 imu. if only i had the balls and the intelligence and the eloquence to say what i really feel in person. but maybe i'm just scared of her response, or that there won't be one.
things could be different... things could be better... i still believe in us.
 
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  crooked_beat
 
01:51am 04/12/2009  
  i feel stupid. happy, but stupid. aimless even?  
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  cool_as_fcuk
 
06:34pm 03/12/2009  
  And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place and I in his,
though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand
against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her
society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out,
and drank his blood! But, till then — if you don’t believe me, you don’t know me — till then, I
would have died by inches before I touched a single hair of his head!
 
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