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Tuesday, February 27, 2007


I finally got to know the truth. To be frank to everyone I peeped into his hp to know the truth. Saw this stupid bitch sent him sms saying that she miss him so much. What the hell! And worse he saved that sms in his "My folder". At that very moment I just couldnt control myself, tears rolled down freely.
I have got loads of questions in my mind. So many whys in my mind. Who can answer my question?
When I told him I saw the sms in his hp I was ticked off by him. He said that why do I peep into his stuffs.
This bitch damn fuck up. To think that she actually know me and we are fren. Once she told me that she hate third parties and now she is one of them. Feel like giving her two tight slaps.
You fucking bitch, "lsy" I hate you to the core. I wish you will die soon. I wish you will fall to your death when you walk. I wish you will choke to death. Thanks for causing me so much hurt. You make me feel so sucky. You make me feel the whole world tumbling down and its heavy on my shoulder. You make me to be in super bad mood. You make me lose concentration on my work and studies. Why are you so bad? Have you ever consider yourself beening in my shoes, how would you feel?
Don I really love you, I want to be with you. Am I wrong? I always care for you. Whatever I do you are always in my thought. Why did you want to treat me this way?
My Decision: Now that I have know the truth, I choose to bear with everything because I really love him. I shall never peep into his hp since now I have know the truth because I dont want to feel the jealousy.
Will you please give it a thought? Please give her up. Will you will you will you?




signing off,
na

10:08 AM

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