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cos i miss you.
miss vb. (tr.) regret the loss or absence of
the more i learn

the more my heart

and there's nothing you can do about it.


Saturday, May 17, 2003

Tears (Part 2)

was talking to agl juz now.. our usual late nite chat where i keep her up late n feel bad abt it. (sorry agl). sighz.. dunno how the conversation changed to a point where i was talking abt my relationship with my brother. yes, my brother. my own real life older brother who i dun even talk to now. long story cut short, we're not on speaking terms. not even hi bye. sad aint it? and i was reading princess's blog and a reader's digest article about two brothers. (if u wanna noe which article go find reader's digest feb 2000) i wun put the actual details here. aint got the mood to type. anyway, my emotions jz got the better of me n i was crying like hell when i was done with the reading. and i was crying while talking to agl too. typing and crying at the same time. yeah i cry easily. so wad. tt's juz me.



lun @ 2:40 AM

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