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Saturday, October 01, 2005
11:15 PM

ugh havent sent in litessay the ploh's gonna kill me if she notices! nevermind i can live with that. i think.

i'm sorry; theONION.

i'm sorry and i dont mean what i say
i really didnt mean to (slap) you
did you feel; rejected ?
believe me. i know the feeling,
you did it to me first didnt you?

i'm sorry- honestly; truly
but i swear i didnt know
and i swear i fell in love
with the mask you wore when you caught me
(and let me fall again).

wasnt it all a game of pretend ?
i dont know and i really dont trust you
(it was all a lie)
see, im not too sure about myself anymore
after you walked away/into my life

you taught me how to love
and you taught me how to lie.
you taught me how being together
could completely ruin everything
and now im not sure if you didnt (intend) that for me.

did you? or when i saw you with her
was it all a mistake ?
im sorry but i think i heard you
and the way you whispered "i love you"
that sounded damn familiar to me.

do i still love you because im shameful
of what youve/ive done ? because
i cant believe you still make me feel this way about you.
im sorry if my insecurities bothered you
(turns out i knew what i was doing, huh.)

i think now's the time to come clean
for both of us and for everything
we've sacrificed so far.
how come you feel that apologies are.
so yesterday ?

this all doesnt matter, right?
(love actually) isnt what its made out to be.
because it was all a dream wasnt it?
except this isnt exactly
my perfect fairytale ending.

thanks for waking me up to the real world.
i guess.


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