born in the wrong side of the world...or born into the wrong world.......god help me...
i don even no y im here....i bleed tears....i cry to myself....i ve missed i cant even remember what...all i remmeber and have..is pain...
am animal yes i am....i am boy...yes i am....i have pain yes i do....i am confused...yes yes i ve always been..i need to break free..yes i do...do i care about anything else..maybe..but im sure i don't..i don't..i need escape
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difference though between you and me is you grieve openly and i don't even have the courage to do that
so am i supposed to reply to your comments on my blog or yours???! anyway... i love people and have developed a good positive girl syndrome for fear if they see me brooding then they simpley wont talk to me :P
and thank you.. my mother clicked that one on a rainy day.. won't look that happy and pretty for quite some time to come .. pity isn't it?
milestone.2006@gmail :)
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