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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
11:20 PM
HOW IRONIC!
we were friends.
good friends.
chatting buddies.
movie partners.
confidantes.
frankly speaking.
i dont know what's wrong with you.
everytime u get ditched by your girlfriend.
you come to me telling me that u like me?
thanks. but NO THANKS.
what do you take me for?
a spare tyre?
and please get this straight.
it doesnt make a difference if u tell me so.
i dont. and have never had that special something for you.
you're just my friend.
one moment you're all so ga-ga over her.
telling me how dear she is to you.
that you love her so so much.
that you'll do anything for her.
even if it means waiting for 30long days.
and being made used.
and the next moment.
i see you're over her and NEXT IS ME?
GO AWAY!
please dont get the wrong idea that i'm getting pissed off cause he's taking me as a spare tyre.
i'm just soo pissed that you take relationships soo easily.
heck with your super intelligence.
it doesnt mean anything.
it seems that 'like' and 'love' are just 2 words that you dont quite fathom.
so instead of getting yourself stuck in nothing but a pool of your own doings.
GET UP and MOVE ON!
`thegirl.cassan