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♥ Wednesday, March 21, 2007
9:59 PM

tape and scissors

The look was getting too dull for my own good,hence the reason for the change of skin.More importantly,I decided that I should just inject a little more color this time around.For this and especially..my life.

It's been a little over about afew boys,work and its stupid politics.Something about people being comfortable,with me listening to them rant and whine (at least,I'd like to think so).And I don't mind,really.Because it pays when you know you've helped someone lift the whole world off their shoulders.

It pays,doesn't it?

So why do I still feel as if someone's been pressing my 'Cry' button.You could blame that time of the month..but me thinks that there's more to it than what meets the eye.

Or maybe it's just you.
Spare me about how special of a girl I am,or how strong of a girl I can be.Don't say all that to me and you espcially not,when you end it with things that include "friend" and "I love my girlfriend".

There are just things that you don't say to your gal-pals,or how you like to think of me as,'sister'.FYI: I forgot to mention how much that that brother-sisterly thing irks for me.Having one at home is quite enough to last me a lifetime thankyouverymuch.