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Thursday, July 26, 2007

some others are just saying that i'm over-reacting or over-sensitive. but i'm very sure that i'm not cos this don't just happen once. seriously, i swear to god that i did try not to care nor think and just accept things the way they are. but i can't. cos i know that i cared for you way too much. thou i did not to want anytning in return, i did not want things to turn out this way. i know that in the eyes of many, i'm being unreasonable. i'm not avoiding to talk about this with you but i just feel that we no longer understand one another. in my opinion, i feel that something very wrong is going on. yet, you feel that everything's perfectly alright. i don't know. and in the eyes of him, its my fault and blamed me. well, i understand why.

and i'm really afraid things will just remain this way or might be even worse.

9:51:00 PM