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Crystals
filled with memories
" Through those sad times
you held my hands till the end of the world. "
thursday 5th march.
Thursday, 5 March 2009

Thursday. 5th March 2009 .

My mummy's birthday!
Happy Birthday MuMMY!!
I LOVEEE YOUUU ~!

today. stressed.
Came home aft choir and i collapsed on the bed.
Cried. and emo-ed with Emo songs.
Brought back memories that wernt meant to be brought back .
Glashryl is super freaking depressed and she doesnt need to lie her way out.
Know her way too well .
-.-
I'd say this Online, but i wont. because, this isnt right.
THanks eleanor! (:
so yea.
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and obviously it will continue .
ok niways.
Dont wanna talk anymore .
Today is enough of some Freaking ARSE to ruine just EVERY SINGLE THING!

BUHH- BYEE

Just Shut Up and Go Flirt la!
****er! :@