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Lost days, pictures fade.
Sunday, January 31, 2010

BROKEN.
just one word to describe how i feel right now.



You say its the same but ask yourself.
You told me once you wouldnt bother texting me if u didnt love me. Now? (;



It doesnt matter anymore.



I'd follow you according to your foot steps. You step front, ill step front. You step back, ill step back. You stepsideways, ill step side ways. You jump, ill jump too.