I don't think you've realised how much I've missed you.
That new girl? Screw her. No, wait. Don't.
I want you back.
I know we're over, but it just seems that.. the pass is not easily forgotten.
The good times, the bad times, the crazy times.
We can still be friends, right?
I'm sorry if I broke your heart. We just didn't have anything in common.
That was what I thought.
Maybe it's better if you go off with her.
A breakup hurts more than a tooth hanging out from your gums with only one nerve.
It hurts, but it still clings on.
Now if only I could get rid of that connection.
I miss you.
Niss, go get a life.
You don't die of a broken heart, but you'll wish you did.
Gosh, emo crap.
Friday, April 4, 2008
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