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.Friday, July 17, 2009.

yes, im at home.
i didn't skipped school. im just sick.
headache.

my heart hurts too.
a lot a lot.
that i sat up on my bed and cried.
i gave up on him.
the color faded.
the smile faded.
none has stayed.
i think its more like he wanna have a clean break with me,
telling me that he has a girl that he likes.

so, im staying at home now.
doing nothing. waiting for sms-es.
and im having a bad bad fever now D:
also, a terrible stomach ache.
everything just adds up.

going to doctor later to get my MC.
gah. wanna go school somehow.
miss joelle. heh.



iloveyou
always.
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