Sunday, February 21, 2010

Of your love, a little.

Why do i feel like crying everytime? Why don't the pain stop coming? Why do i even exist.




If you can take his money without paying back, whats the use of borrowing? You should have just say 'give me' instead. You can not feel guilty everytime you see him but I WILL! I can't pretend it never happen. All these years, all those money, I still can remember clearly. The guilt in me, you will never know. This time i wont let you. Even it means shouting at you. Fucked up.

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