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D.O.B: 07/11/1988
Loves: Krezash, Designing template of own blog(though it gets on my nerve sometimes), playing Vanguard
Wishlist: Nintendo DS Lite (Pink!), Nintendo Wii, Ring
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D.O.B: 04/08/1988
Loves: Yukiko, Expensive stuff =X, playing Vanguard
Wishlist: Nvidia GTX 280, 500 bucks, Intel Quad Core 9300, Microsoft Reclusa, Sony Bravia 32" Full HD TV, 22" Samsung LCD Monitor, Time Machine
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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I don't know when you'll ever read this, but I'm just feeling in the pits right now. If you want all 7 days to be for your other commitments, I'm fine with it too. I know you'd much rather stay at home to play, and it's probably more entertaining than being with me.
I don't even know how to bring myself to trust you after today. I love you, but right now my heart's torn. 3 years of trust, just down the drain like that. I don't know how long is it going to take for me to trust you again..
But if there's one thing I learnt today, its that I still love you enough to go on. Please..don't let me down again. I cannot take another hit like this. It still hurts, and I'm at a point which I can no longer feel a single thing right now. I've hit my fists against the wall so many times I've lost count, my knuckles are bruised but I just can't feel anything. It's frustrating to know that I've been suffocating you all this while and yet never realised it. I blame myself for that, and I'm sorry it made you do what you did.
I won't stop you from doing what you want anymore, its pointless to do so. You'll be happier this way. I left my ring and pictures at your house for a reason, I just can't bear to look at you without thinking about this incident.
I've never felt this way before, and I don't ever want to feel this way again. I want to trust you again so badly..but I cannot bring myself to do so. Not now. I'm scared. I'm just so scared baby. My heart hurts so much, I cannot stop thinking of you. Memories are just flooding back to me, and I can't help but tear at the past.
I'm sorry for everything, baby.
I don't know how to face work tomorrow. I don't know how to sleep later on. I don't even know what to do anymore. My birthday party's coming, but I just don't feel excited.
I need help.
Heartbroken.
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