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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Saturday, August 05, 2006
jerine♥, 9:07 PM

gone are the good days.

i'm depressed, annoyed, pissed, upset, afraid and i-have-no-other-words-cuz-words-cannot-describe-how-i-feel.

2 reasons.

1st: it's just so annoying but at the same time so difficult to express in a subtle way.

2nd: my family is really falling apart.



this is all i'm gonna say.


i've been crying so much i'm sick of it.
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