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Lost days, pictures fade.
Saturday, January 30, 2010

The boyfriend's back. My minds still playing gimmicks with me. I really hate this feeling but im working on it. Getting it out of my stupid BIG brain. We hhadnnt spoke since he got back but this morning i got to listen to his voice for just a while. Couldnt sleep well as i was tosing in bed thinking about some things and the leg was affecting me like a mad woman. Im sure to say ive been thinking too much lately considering the boyf's been out of town for a week and works being a bitch.

The colleagues are also nice but at times a little too nice to be true which doesnt make me very comfortable. I miss everything which happened a week ago. I want it to be the same again. I want things to be the way it was and i never want it to go JUST like that.

"Sometimes you tell me you're sensitive cause you love me" I hope u understand baby that im so sensitive cause i love you so much. Further more uve been away for a week , how can i not be as sensitive as i am right now. In this weeek, ive been really thinking. Perhaps we need a break , we need to learn how to live without one another. ... I DONT THINK SO. i cant do that now.

CAN YOU? i jolly well think you can.

You never answer my questions.


How was your trip? All u can tell me is it was alright. I had fun. I thought i would have some insides. Baby );

Nevermind.


You rang me up this morning. I soo wanted to talk to you longer but i knew you were dead tired. I missed your voice so much even if i cant get to look at you. I wanted to see u thrgh the web but you fell asleeep. Wanted to tell you what happened in this weeek but you were exhausted. The kiss i gave you wasnt the one u always wanted ); I miss all the things we use to do ); Baby);



I want it all BACK!