14 August, 2007
I don't know what I'm supposed to do. You're standing right there, smiling and looking as perfect as ever. You laugh. Your eyes crinkle. You run a hand through your gorgeous hair and look my way. I hastily turn around and slam into the wall. It doesn't hurt. No, nothing will ever hurt as much as the truth does. And it's time to face the truth. I will never be with you.
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Hmmmm
If directed towards someone then hope they see it.
if not then...
Good rambling!!!!
keep up the good work
:P
ouch.
Nicely expressed.. Allowed me to relive some bitter sweet memories of first loves and all the angst that often accompanies it..
wow.
seriously.
whether this was a random musing or a personal experience, i do not know.
all i can say is, you are most definitely the best writer at school.
=)
wow. u r good!
why art thou not blogging anymore? i miss my dose of entertainment. even i have started blogging once more..i am back in the land of the living...
I hope he reads this.
:)
"But it's time to face the truth.
I will never be with you."
- James Blunt - 'You're Beautiful'.
=)
Short rambling but very well written.
Finally, someone who noticed that stark piece of plagiarised material :P
Oh, that's ok.
It's still well written.
Plagiarise while you still can.
It's a pain in law school, 10 continuous familiar words from another book and they catch you.
*sigh*
at least james blunt knows what hes talking about.
i cant believe i confessed having listened (and liked) his music *sigh, watches all traces of masculinity fly out the window
hope he reads it.
i assume you arent rambling, no?
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