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♥ Tuesday, July 29, 2008

i saw the sky turned amber red to a light shade of gray. This made me realize that all things in life change. People change, feelings change and things change. Its funny that you keep telling yourself that you would be all fine saying to yourself that its okay, things are gonnabe the same forever. Reality check, things would rarely be okay if you survived a disaster. Metaphorically speaking of course. I can't seem to get why girls are more emotionally involved with guys, Why its almost impossible for us to apply mascara on without opening our mouths. Why do we try our damn best but just fail. Although people keep on saying its not the end of the world. When all along, people just wanna turn and run out when you ask for the truth. Why i remember silly things and care about what people say. Why my hair don't turn out right, or why good guys lie to get into your heart. Or why all the good guys are either gay or taken.Why people don't let go of things that could possibly never happen.Why you give your all and get nothing in return,really.

Or worse, why you just can't do it alone sometimes.


Its not what good girls do :)