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Saturday, September 30, 2006


-Why and how did it get to this point?-


memories are time that you borrow to spend when you get to tomorrow...... have i borrowed too much that life wouldn't lend me no more? why did the situation get to this point when friends are split and behave inhibitedly over meaningless things that have passed? does it really have to be this way? i really don't want it this way...... i can't take it no more...... i really can't......



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