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Oh, my.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
9:55 PM
..And the girl said "Who knew?"
It's better this way..

It all started with something that was out of this world. You knew that and I knew that. But the little girl in me stayed in that made-up wonderland.

It's almost a habit of yours, these things you do.

I am beginning to feel that it doesn't feel like anything to you.

But it does to me.


Hush, dear.


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bianca. weird, spazzy. A computer addict, a certified rocker, an aspiring artist, a filipino idiot, a lover of english, a hopeless writer, a procrastinator, a free spirit, an unorganized quartermaster, a crazy being, an unsolved mystery, an all-time-lover of cute things.


I ♥ life.
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September 2007 April 2011

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