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The expression on your face was so heart-breaking that I wanted to hop into your car and give you a hug. Who knows, maybe I could’ve been the one who made you feel better.

- WeeChien. 01071995.
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Friday, September 24, 2010 @ 4:35 PM

Dotdotdot..

You blurt out, it was an accident. But later on, I realized it wasn't an accident at all.. No one asked, no one gave you hints but why do you still tell..? It hurts even if you don't know what,why,how. I'm begging you..

It's my fault.

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I don't need it, why do you've to talk to me when I don't feel like talking to you at all? It hurts just by talking to you. I gave you hints. You didn't even realized, I was not okay. Before that, I was happily chatting with Celine, happily studying and listening to teacher when I was at tuition till you instant message me, you reminded me on what she told me. Who are you to make me depressed like this? Please go away, I just wanna live a normal life but I can't seem to get rid of it.

But.. it's still my fault for having this feelings. It is my fault for saying I'm supposed to sounds like myself. I can't seem to express it to you ; I suppressed my feelings. I bet you don't understand. Never mind, just leave me alone for a while.. But I still miss chatting with you.

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I pity her. Why do you've to treat her like this? Yeah, I don't feel anything. No matter what did you do to me, I'm okay. *Yes I'm lying* But she felt worse. Your inconsideration action made her sad, hurt. Please be more considerate alright?

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Felt like millions of arrows shot into my heart. Its tearing up inside. Someone, be my angel.

(Take me to the top)

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