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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

hello best friend

I really can't remember the last time we actually sat down and talked.

I read your blog and I realise
I'm clueless about your current happenings.
I don't understand those abstract phrases you make anymore.

I know you don't really need me around to be there for you as much as before but hey,

I really do miss you.

Don't wanna sound love sick but I miss you.
If not for the differences your girlfriend and I are having,
I really wouldn't mind going over to your house/school, just to spend some time with you.
(at times like this I regret having started off on the wrong foot with your girl)

Updating you and being updated,
and sharing comfortable silences.


Just like we did more than a month ago.

3:50 pm


Do you wannabe a superstar?