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TASHX



Hie, Im Tash. I've wasted my youth and I'm fixing it back slowly. And I don't regret what I am today. Because I don't copy and act like an exact replica of my friends. I have a life and I'm living it. I don't make friends and in the next two hours call you baby. Many of my 'Baby's have been through my ups and downs for at least 2 years. I don't give in to people w little or no originality. Fuck off.




lovex


I love you, Baby. Nothing can part us. Don't get me started on when you look me in the eyes. You were more than everything I expected. I expected selfish and uncanning, you showed me that men too are beautiful. I expected rude and self-centered, you taught me to love others as well. I expected you to expect perfection, you guided me while I learnt from my mistakes. You're everything that I really needed and you've been there for me through it all. I can't make it on my own, Love. I'm gna tll you I love you in the best way that I can. I promise to make every second count, I promise you, Love.



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Smth soon.



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Same goes.



listen to love.
designer: unconsciously,
guidance: darkdegree




Monday, October 13, 2008
/ 8:52 PM

omgstring, i hv so mny thngs to do, so mny thngs to get and im jst cnfused. im broke and everybody's borrowing my money. tday, two people ald borrowed. -.-i knew i shld hv went to gt my hair done like jst nw instead of tml. gss i'll jst hv to wait fr pay. so wht if wht i wnt badly is not needed. so wht, so wht. i hate wntng smtg so bad and it being so irrational. bt hey, so wht. oh, and i jst realised tht whn thngs strt to gt bttr, it thn gets worse. thn bttr. alng th way i learnt to deal w and realize tht i cnt alwys b smeone's frst love. i learn. tht i'll alwys b scnd in line. to smeone else no mttr wht. and like dude, whn i care too mch and i put everyone frst, like fuk you. tht dnt mean my feelings are put to any junk bin. all th ways in whch my heart tears my mind apart. in rtrn, my body tkes all th tangible abuse. ask me and i wont tll, i fuking prmise. i wnt smtg real. bt im nt willing to tke a chnce fr anyone else bt my bf, evr. nt anymre. nt afta all ths. nt afta so mny disappntmnts; ths is th end of caring abt evryone elses feelings.