im blogging tru my phone.
Im lying in bed. Still thinking. Why dint she tell me when we're at cck? That fucking puzzles me. I knw she doesnt wanna hurt me.
And it fucking murders me to see the pic of them tgt...
I need to kill but, a broken promise.
been listening to sad songs. Bfmv helps alot.
Hoping this isnt goodbye.
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