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Yours truly

Nish, a nervous wreck. Plationic love, words, designer garb and records. Make me a mixtape and I'll be yours forever.

Hey Unloving, I'll love you


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  • Wednesday, October 11, 2006

    Right from the time I touched home from school till now, I'm crying.
    This needed to happen at this point in time.
    I love you all the same right from the start.
    We'd love, not fake.

    & sorry for being random here.
    I am still thinking whether to absent from school tmr.
    This flu is killing me.
    I feel the temperature rising.
    And yet, this all has to happen today.
    Break down, baby.
    This heart is yours to keep.

    xoxo.


    Sayonara.
    3:41 PM