Monday, February 13, 2012

Sometimes I really wished that I loved someone else.
I don't like what you are doing but I love you for who you are.
How many more times must this happen now that you are where you want to be?
Nobody likes disappointment.
I wish you were a different person but the person I love is you.
Its not your fault. If its anybody's fault, its probably mine.

40% CA. I need to focus. Concentrate germs.

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