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Thursday, September 21, 2006
22:30

I've been trying to psycho myself that my efforts wont come to naught this time round. All I want's to keep my sanity in check for two more weeks.

Half truths and half lies, I hear them all the time. And like how all things are, one gets used to them after a while -shrugs-

And if you're nice enough, please wish upon a star for me that I'll be okay. Thanks (:

'wans

Wednesday, September 13, 2006
17:31

Today's Diana's sweet eighteenth ((:
You know you're loved!

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You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm Sorry"
You said you would love me until you die
And as far as I know you're still alive, baby

Dont ask me how I've been.

'wans