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So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you,
Saying I'm sorry for that night.

entries about chat links




wishful thinking

sorry,
I disabled the chat navigation.
if your trying to break my heart, its working
Tuesday, March 30, 2010 // 3:34 AM

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Justin Bieber - That Should Be Me

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me, Oh things are gonna happen naturally. Oh taking your advice, I'm looking on the bright side and balancing the whole thing. But often times those words get tangled up in lines and the bright lights turn to night. Until the dawn it brings, another day to sing about the magic that was you and me. Cause you and I both loved, what you and I spoke of, and others just read of, others only read of the love, the love that I love. See, I'm all about them words, over numbers, unencumbered, numbered words, Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards, more words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive.
And it's okay if you have go away, Oh just remember the telephone works both ways, and if I never ever hear them ring. If nothing else I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else and that's okay, cause I'll remember everything you sang.
well I'm finally out of words.

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it's a sad thing when someone you know becomes someone you knew.