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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




Tuesday, November 4, 2008
/ 10:41 AM

i thght tht myb ive been a little too harsh on th boy. he knws i love him. clearly knws i do. i wnt him to meet my parents. ive nvr done tht bfre th frmal way. bt ths boy, i wnt. let reality slap me in th face. i finally found th mssng prt of me. i felt so clse bt he was far away. nw im spchless, over th edge im jst breathlss. i nvr thght tht id ctch ths lovebug again. hopeless, head ovr heels in th momnt. i cnt gt his smile out of my mind. i thnk abt his eyes all th time. he's beautiful and he dsnt evn try. modesty is jst so hrd to find. sddnly i frgt hw to speak, hopeless, breathless baby cnt you see. as i find myslf thru th times we've been tgethr, i sort of lost myslf again cme a new beginng. i gss i ws too busy searchng fr smethng new, i drpped everythg tht rly mattered on th way. i wna mke myslf th best gf he's evr had. i wnted me to b perfct. perfct fr him. i ddnt wnt anythg else bt trust to mattr in this relationship. you cld say i kinda lost my 'mojo'. or myb i jst nv had it in me. i figured tht myb you ddnt like th way i dress, th way i walked r talked. or myb, im jst nt good enuf fr you. whn will i evr b good enuf fr anybdy.

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