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greetings from italy
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Sunday, May 08, 2005
I'm still in love,
but im one of the
million hearts you'll some day break.
Close my eyes,
but still i won't give up.
Still i wont give up.
-By the,Starting Line : A Million Hearts
I dunno why but after reading his post,i knew dat things wont be the way i thought it will be.Let him be alone fer a moment.I wouldn't want to disturb him.Part of all these shyt,is my fault too.I am the main cause.If i was sure of my feelings towards him,it wouldn't end up lyke dis.He wouldn't have to suffer all these.He don't deserve this!Tell mom i've been a bad girl.N happi monster dae..i mean mother's dae.
There's gotta be more to this life..
l'amore, il Dee 5/08/2005 08:55:00 PM
owner
Diyana aka Dee.
sixteen.
single.
school leaver.
email.
missy_frenzy@hotmail.com
adore.
food(yes,that general.all halal.understood ah.),photography,DIY stuffs,music(any genre thats please my ears),boys(how obvious?),socialize with people of other countries,dA(woohoo!).
abhor.
being totally money-less,being unintendedly rude to my OldLady,Mtv(sometimes.)
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