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i'm not the girl next door but the BITCH across the street.
i'm the kind that the girls don't like
i'm the kind that the boys fantasize
i'm the kind that your mama and your daddy's afraid who you'll turn out to be like





"she says she's no good with words,but im worse.
barely stuttered out a joke of romance stucked to my tongue
weighed down with words,too over dramatic
tonight its it can't get much more
no one should ever feel im two quarters and a heart down
and i don't want to forget how your voice sounds
these words are all i have,so i'll write...."


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i'm next to my baby now...
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cus it always hurts the same.





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Friday, January 22, 2010

falling apart,falling deeper,still falling for you....

dear baby;
its been so long since i last got to stand up and take the courage to talk to you face to face.
i seriously hate the fact that we're avoiding and ignoring each other when we see each other.
but im glad we still have some form of communication.
i really thought you'd be happier w/o,but its not from what i see.you're not.and from things you said,i could tell somehow,you still care.and i know,you're not happier this way either.
you've been seriously quiet and it pains me to see this side of you.
i had been really paranoid.but my day's always brightens when i see you in school.
look b, i really don't know why.or how this works.
i've never felt anything this strong before.
i never missed someone as bad as i miss you.
idk why i get so worried and its part of the reason why i always ask if you've eaten.
i thought the dreams and thoughts of you would stop when you stopped texting or talking to me.
but it didn't.i think of you still.
i liked myself better when im with you.
i didn't have to fear and even if i had a fear,i'd know you'll overcome it with me.
maybe to a guy things are different.the thing that gave me the courage to hang on and not let go was the couple pendant. honestly,i know you know that it meant something to the both of us thats why you're still wearing it.
i still believe in us baby.i really do.cus somehow something deep inside you believes it too.
i really hope you won't walk away and run away fromwhat you really feel.
yes,i want you bad.
yes,i won't deny anything.
i miss everydamnthing about you.
yes,i'llwait,i am and alrdy am waiting.im not a fighter,but i'llfight for what i love.and what i love is YOU.im positive.i won'tgive up.neither will i let go.
i said forever,and you said always.
we both mean alotto each other and we're majorly distracted by this.
im sorry baby.
i love you.i still do.forever and for always.



im sorry if you've been only reading all this on my blog,my mind's in a state of confusion, im falling ill YET AGAIN, i've been thinking and missing the late nights with him.
it sucks big time.his scent just keeps coming into my head. his images and everything.
Nana be strong. and wait.
just because she comes off strong doesn't mean she didn't fall asleep crying.
and even though she acts like nothing's wrong, maybe she's just really good at lying.

love,
Nana

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Friday, January 22, 2010