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Friday, April 23

over my head.

''Its the sharp inhalation that comes just before the tears, the one that tugs at her bottom lip, that ruins me. I didn't mean to make her cry. Stupid stupid stupid.'' - written by a boy.

I think i have much better chance of solving world hunger than ever disecting and understanding the mind of a boy. Funny though, because its so hard to resist, and u spend alot of your life wondering, waiting and wishing. And if you're lucky, blissfully happy. Its never going to be about logic....Be in your heart. It knows what it wants.

here's some fashion distraction. 
its simple. i want this jacket. NOW. 
pls?



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