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I thought you loved me.
It was just my wishful thinking.
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Saturday, November 22, 2008 Saturday, November 22, 2008
hurrhurr.

just call me when you need me.
and then just dump me.
its okay.
im so used to it that im immune to it.
why oh why people upset me all the time.?
im too tired to be upset.
its seriously alright.
just do whatever you want to.
i dont freaking care.