torn
5:04 p.m. - 2002-06-08

Dearest Diary,

I dont know why i even try to keep the memories of us in my head. Its like i think i do it to stop my soul from leaking. Its like there is a war in me. Im so confused. And he isnt talking to me, even after i said i need a friend and i dont have anyone else to turn to. I feel to towrn. Maybe he has a good reason for not talking to me. doubt it. although i wont doubt that he wont make up a heck of an excuse.

And i ask myself if there is any harm in waiting till i come back for good, i want to take his hand and just be with him...is this my only chance? Well if it is its not gonna work..oh well...speak of the devil look whos talking to me now...lol ill finish lata

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