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Baby, don't say goodbye.

about me.
There's only one word to describe me.
Name: Shawn/Randy/Tatsuya
School:Singapore Polytechnic
Age: 17
Birthday: 14th May 1993

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010 { 3:50 AM }

One day. I swear i won't love her. The next. I actually lie to myself to cover up that i still do. What am i thinking? I gotta tell myself. She doesn't care. How long can i lie? She doesn't. But i do. Damn. The lies aren't working anymore. Help.
I don't know. The more i think, the more i feel that it's getting to me. >.<

3.52am.

Why am i awake? I'm supposed to be asleep. But all that's on my mind is you. I don't know. I'm confused. There's no answer to my questions. No solution to my problem. I tried. I tell myself to give up. But deep down within.

Will i? That's a question that even i, am unable to answer.


Help yourself, dear viper. Before it's too late.
Remember what they told you. She doesn't see you in her future. Live with it. Give up, and stop trying to pick that knife up and stab yourself with it.


Side tracking from my issues, A little pick me up.
Enjoy.