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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




Saturday, November 8, 2008
/ 4:15 PM

Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand
My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind.

Slowly today, minute by minute that you don't talk to me, I'm going insane. Wherever you go, whatever you do. I will be right here waiting for you. Whatever it takes or how my heart breaks;
I will be right here waiting for you. I took for granted, all the times that I though would last somehow. I hear the laughter, I taste the tears but I can't get near you now. Baby, just answer my call. Just pick up your phone. I'm really going crazy. I can't take a day without you. I can't take all of this. Seriously. I'll cry the whole day if I have to. I'll do whatever it takes. I just want to hear your voice again. Sweetie, you know you're the only thing holding me together. I'm tearing apart that you're not hear to fix me. Baby, please. I'm begging you. I never beg, but I need you bad. I need you bad as a heartbeat. I need you like the air I breathe. My blog song is making me cry. It's not only a blog song to me, honey. It's OUR song. Please, love?

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