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Saturday, January 15, 2011



Hi. I feel like you're avoiding me. I don't know why. Maybe you are. Why? I need to know why. I just want to know. Maybe I did something. Something that I didn't notice, that hurt you? Maybe? Or just you don't want to talk to me. You've been different lately. I totally miss you. I miss the times that I've spent with you. The last time that I saw you. I had fun with you that day. Two days after, you've stop messaging me. I really don't know why. Are you too busy with school? I doubt that. I know that you message other people. I'm not angry or anything. I just feel different since then. Though I might seem happy all the time, but behind those smiles, there's sadness. I've been spending my about half of my time thinking of you everyday. But thinking about you makes me more sad. And I feel awkward wanting to talk to you now. That really sucks. You told me to get rid of my tattoo. I promise you I will do it. By anytime this year. Believe that. I have nothing more to say. Goodbye.


posted by IZAD N., Saturday, January 15, 2011