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Memories were fine,couldn't touch them
smell them,or hold them.
never same as the moment had been,
and they fade with time.
burnt out.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008 10:52 PM

I hope this makes you happy now,
now that the flame we had is burning out.


i'm back from work feeling the worst i ever felt.
she chided on me and i fcuking slam the door on her.
fuck her,who cares about her if she doesn't care about mine?
and all the schit about caring and understanding your elders.
i just fcuked mine up. wthh.


work was fun. i always have loved work.
despite the endless stocks,the endless shelving.
i love work and i love them.
my definition of everyday fun.
work has always cheered me up.


oh hell. this post is random schit.
just because i'm feeling like schit,so this is what comes out.
so,if you think this is schit,get the schit out of here!
ahh fuck. i told you,it's all back to square one.
ahhh,fuck him. fuck her.
i just feeling fucking fucking mad today.
god knows why.


The way I used to laugh with you,
was loud and hard.


loveeeee;
efffffff.

yours truly;

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madee's babygirl,
you can call me;eff.

reading,writing,screaming,heels,sun,rain,snow.
gossip girl,books,tweeting,procrastinating,love.

MADEE;


The say people come and go.
But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life.
People never really leave, their roles just change.


effcullenbass.



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dearests;

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yesteryears;