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addictive
I throw all of your stuff away. I’m gonna clear you out of my head. I tear you out of my heart.
And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through. 'Cause I'm so much better without you.
But it’s just another pretty lie. 'Cause I break down.
Every time you come around. So how did you get here under my skin? I swore that I'd never let you back in.
Should have known better in trying to let you go. 'Cause here we go go go again.
Hard as I try I know I can't quit. Something about you is so addictive.
We're falling together. you'd think that by now I'd know. cause here we go go go again.


Sunday, February 24, 2008, 9:42 PM

I'm depressed. T_T
I'm being prank called by people. Now i can't even answer my phone properly. Sigh.
Not exactly prank call, but people who want to check up on me. I received the silliest message ever.
" Hallo. . . Are u Jim ."
Quoted from the message, with exact words and punctuation.
Then after, i got a call from the same number, except it became a missed call because i was out and didn't answer my phone. Phew.
Scaryyy. ):
I have 8 pens and 1 mechanical pencil! :D harharhar.
Liz and I are going to go bunk... Someday.Somehow.. In December..
Yes, how long that would be from now. She planned it, not me. Moosh.
Go in March lehh... Liz. (:
Yesterday was fun. Even Vivian admitted it. Ha! Probably cos she was getting all the attention from guys. Rofl.
(Don't kill me, Vivian.)
OMGOMGOMGOGMOG another msg! I'M FREAKED OUT!
"Tell me pls ok. Are u jim . RIGHT n sorry i distrub u ."
o.o
-faints-
um. uh. ha...ha... Help. D:

Forlorn,
Clara.