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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




Wednesday, November 12, 2008
/ 2:15 PM

You'll tke us fr grnted, you thnk we'd stay here forever. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You wake up and thrw yr tantrums ard, like we're gg to pick it up fr you. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You go out all nght, hanging w th boys and chsing th girls thn, you dnt accpt us cllng or textng you evrywhre. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You act all sweet and cute whn we're alone and you shout and throw us off whn yre ard yr mates. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. If I were a boy, fr one freakng day, I'd knw hw it feels to love a girl and I wldnt break her, bcus I knw hw it'd hurt. If I were a boy, I swear I'd b a btter man and Id lsten to her cus I knw she'll b waiting on her toes fr me. Boys, whn you lose th one you wnted, cus you took her fr grnted and evrythng you had gt destroyed, knck on her door and tll her you love her and tht yre sorry. You'd turn off yr phne and tll us its wasted so we'll thnk tht yre alne. Dnt expct us to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You'll leave yr phne and nt bother abt hw we'd feel jst bcus we upset you alttle. You mke us worry and you dnt evn gve a hoot abt us. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You'll get upset jst bcs we ddnt notice yr new cap or shirt and tll us we dnt pay attntion to you. Bt you frgt our date, you frgt my our bday, you dnt notice our hair, you dnt notice whn we're online, you dnt knw tht we love you w evry sngle inch of muscle in our fragile souls. Dnt expct us girls to undrstnd, jst bcs yre a boy. You wnt us to chse you ard tllng you we love you and tht we're sorry and get on our knees and beg you to tlk to us. And thn whn it cmes to us, you jst walk on by. Bt bottomline, yre a boy. You'll nvr undrstnd. I hate being boys.