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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

Your photo 

here.

The facts expressed here belong to everybody, the opinions to me. The distinction is yours to draw...

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

hearts talking.

Cbox recomended, perhaps w counter.

alternative exits.

my mother
my sister
my friend
my puppy

my days, not yours.

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thank you.

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Friday, March 12, 2010

I was just chatting with you on msn again awhile ago. The more i ask you rhetorical questions, the more i feel how different we both are. I don't like to be told what i cannot do. I don't like having to ask permission to do what i want with my own body. You did not even give me a valid reason why you objected so strongly against getting inked. All these controlling feeling you give out, is just giving me more doubts, about you and me... I'm not sure anymore.

At times like this, I can't help but compare. Comparing you and him. He lets me get away with murder, i doubt you will do the same for me. Does this mean he truly loves me for who i am? There are questions running through my head daily. It's tiring. Sometimes I can't sleep.

? 4:28 PM


Thursday, March 11, 2010

I can't really describe what I've been feeling lately. But I think this song more or less describes it...


Issues by The Saturdays

Ohhh Yeah

Sometimes
I Feel like I’m going out of
My mind,

Boy the way you do me is a
damn crime,

But then you smile at me
and its all right,

With you there aint nothin' in between,

Every time that I walk out the door,
Tell myself I can't take it no more,

There’s a part of me won't let you go
Keep saying yes when my minds saying no,

Chorus:
Me and my heart we got issues,
Don’t know if I should hate you or miss you,
Damn, I wish that I could resist you,
Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you.
Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues.
We got issues, issues, issues.

Its so wrong, boy you leave me hangin' for so long,
You empty out my love until its all gone,
You change the words but still it's the same song,
I’m tired of the melody.

Change my number and throw out your clothes,
But my feelings for you, it still shows,
I keep building the walls round my heart,
But then I see you, and it all falls apart...

Chorus:
Me and my heart we got issues,
Don’t know if I should hate you or miss you,
Damn, I wish that I could resist you,
Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you.
Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues.
We got issues, issues, issues.

Why fight it, cant hide it
Truth is I think I like it,
Confusion, illusions
Still I don’t know which way to go….


Chorus: (x2)
Me and my heart we got issues,
Don’t know if I should hate you or miss you,
Damn, I wish that I could resist you,
Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you.

Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues.
We got issues, issues, issues.

Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues
We got issues, issues, issues,
We got issues, issues, issues
We got issues, issues, issues

Me and my heart we got issues
Don’t know whether I should hate you or miss you.

? 9:04 PM