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me without you

it's like A&F without the moose, coach purses without their Cs and laguna without the drama.

meaning, it's pointless.

if only you could look inside a girl. you would see how much she really cries. you would find so many secrets and lots of lies but what you'll see the most is how hard it is to stay strong when nothing is right and everything is wrong.

if i could tell you one thing, i guess it would be that i love hearing your voice and that your smile just happens to brighten my entire day. you make my heart skip beats like a scratched cd.
don't you love how every girls profile is about that one guy and yet he never know that every word is about him????
you said you don't care but the look in your eyes tells a completely different story.

well, it doesn't matter anymore. i guess things happen for a reason. tears will eventually fade and one day everything will be exactly how it's suppossed to be. i have to admit, that love is like a war. easy to start, hard to end and impossible to forget. but moving on is the process and i have to promise myself that i'm really ready to let go. <3

pictures of raya outing with bishanians are posted at my gallery.
check it out.
till the next post. taraaaaa~