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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

She was the only girl that paid attention to me.
She spotted every tiny bit of detail. She questioned my moves.
She made me feel loved.
It was me, who didn't pay any attention.
It was me who didn't tell her how much I appreciated all the little little things she did for me.
I phail. =(

Not really an emo post, this was what I was thinking about on my way back home.
I should really start paying attention. Before I lose something again. Wait I already lost it.

New year visiting = money.
Lol. Gonna be a long day tomorrow. HUAT AH!

27th January 2009 1:50am



1:46 AM