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Welcome to XIIMO'S LIFE DIARY
Wednesday, August 11, 2010Y
10/8/2010

i don't want to argue with you

even if its over a small matter.


the thought of arguing is scary

its like taking a step back further.



slowly growing far apart.



I DONT WANT THAT.

im sorry

a thousand times from my heart
i'll even write it down on a paper.
i'll say it a thousand times.


heart blue w/ glitter 1:38 AM

Be my last.

im just trouble to you.

i cry just thinking about it.


seriously what the fuck is wrong with me?












For once in my life.
this year for my birthday
instead of wishing
i never existed.
*as usual*

i TAKE IT BACK

if i didn't existed ,
i wouldn't of had met you.

i wish

FOR ONCE.
i could have a valentines day with you.
and the next and after that.



heart blue w/ glitter 1:29 AM

WHAT WHEN HOW WHY

WHAT
did i do to deserve someone

-who treated me like i was his world
-you looked at me like i was his reason of living
-who cared for me

WHEN


-can i see you?
-can i talk to you face to face?
-can i look right into your eyes and tell you those three words?
-can i hold your hands.
-can i have THAT chance?


HOW


-can i make u less miserable, when i'm the cause of it?
-can i make u smile
-can i make your life a less complicated one?
-can i make you happy?
-can i TELL you

WHY

-is it so hard?
-am i complaining so FUCKING MUCH?;
im NOT giving up on you













WHY?

ii want you to be my last.


heart blue w/ glitter 1:12 AM