"Don't buy flowers or you will get a tragedy."
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Last night, I was in that hopeless-romantic-manic-depressive mood of mine again.
I miss being next to you. On the bart, at the dinner table, in front of your desk, in the cinema, on the street, in the bookstore, in an electronics shop, on your deck, whenever I'm holding my razr and when I'm alone.
I write when I think too much about you, I'll write about those days when we were together, together.
I will always remember those days when we kept chasing the sunset during magic hours, in the car, with each other. You know I'm always with you. I cried because I missed you.
I 'll keep my words.
I 'll take care of myself and stay strong.
I 'll be good to my parents and not talking back when my mom is mad.
I 'll work hard in school and jobs before we get to see each other again for the holidays.
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I am also very bored. No one's calling me back. Oh, the joys of being unemployed (heavy sigh).
So, I hear that there are some females involved with the petty crime that's costing me 7 grand. If these girls think that they can break me... they are wrong. It makes me stronger. For everything that they build against me, it helps me to find a way to tear it down. The only thing I can think of is jealously... why else do girls lash out as they do? I'm not saying that I am completely innocent. I've been known to get jealous here and there... but damn. I know when to leave it at the door... you know?
In other words, a cousin of mine once said to me, "I wish that I could have just a little bit of the peace, calmness and serenity that you possess."... oh, if one could see through it all and really see the fury...
Last night, I was in that hopeless-romantic-manic-depressive mood of mine again.
I miss being next to you. On the bart, at the dinner table, in front of your desk, in the cinema, on the street, in the bookstore, in an electronics shop, on your deck, whenever I'm holding my razr and when I'm alone.
I write when I think too much about you, I'll write about those days when we were together, together.
I will always remember those days when we kept chasing the sunset during magic hours, in the car, with each other. You know I'm always with you. I cried because I missed you.
I 'll keep my words.
I 'll take care of myself and stay strong.
I 'll be good to my parents and not talking back when my mom is mad.
I 'll work hard in school and jobs before we get to see each other again for the holidays.
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I am also very bored. No one's calling me back. Oh, the joys of being unemployed (heavy sigh).
So, I hear that there are some females involved with the petty crime that's costing me 7 grand. If these girls think that they can break me... they are wrong. It makes me stronger. For everything that they build against me, it helps me to find a way to tear it down. The only thing I can think of is jealously... why else do girls lash out as they do? I'm not saying that I am completely innocent. I've been known to get jealous here and there... but damn. I know when to leave it at the door... you know?
In other words, a cousin of mine once said to me, "I wish that I could have just a little bit of the peace, calmness and serenity that you possess."... oh, if one could see through it all and really see the fury...