~onababona

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where are you?

Tue Jul 7, 2009, 12:10 PM

i miss you. i miss what we use to be. i miss our old relationship.

i want it back. i want you to stop hating me. i want to stop being annoying.

i dont know what happned. i dont know what to do. i dont recognize you.

it is so akward talking to you now. i use to have 4 hour converstaions when now i cant even have a 2 min. one with you.

what happned to us? suddenly everything changed. and you act like it is all normal when thats the biggest lie i have ever heard. i just want to be your friend but that is getting so difficult. what happned to us being best friends in high school? what happned to YOU because I have not changed.

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Mood: Unhappy
Listening to: birds
Reading: old convos
Watching: the clouds
Drinking: hi ball

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~Miyazaki-Taiyou Jul 7, 2009, 1:51:03 PM

I am sorry this happened. You can talk to me anytime sis.

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If you dont like it then dont look at it!
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Sometimes you have to realize how much you have before you lose the people close to you. You need friends or at least, you need me.

*Scipio-the-elder Jul 7, 2009, 2:49:37 PM

We lose so much as we make our way through life. Sometimes suddenly and other times slowly. It is apart of life, but that doesn't mean we don't have the right to be angry about it or that we have to get used to it. Never allow yourself to get used to it.

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:I am forever torn between what could be and what is:

~onababona Jul 7, 2009, 3:21:06 PM

thank you but this is to late a stage. i find myself unable to be angry and have accepted that she has the power to say that i am annoying her and that she is not my friend. i cant stop loving her just because she dosent like me

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art is a lie which makes us realize the truth- picasso

and lately i've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me something

and i've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you