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louisa
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Friday, June 20, 2008

i wonder how many more secrets you can keep.
and how much time was left before i'd finally know what you were planning to do.
were you really intending to spill it?
or did you conveniently hope i'd bring it up so you could tell me matter-of-factly?
or maybe i wasn't supposed to know, huh.
i don't know anymore, and i don't bloody care.

contrary to what i've been trying to say for quite long now,
yes, im not a nice girl. fine, happy, done.
GRAHH.

you may label this as angst, PMS or anything or whatever.
IDK, IDC.