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i'm a fool. promises are not ment to be kept some one once told me. i just thought that it was just to them, a cold bitter saying from someone whos been hurt. but its not. its the truth. stood up, i thought i was somethign special, maybe i'm over reacting, maybe i'm just afraid. altho i hate that word "maybe" it comes to use, but leaves the door half open. not fully open and not fully closed. just half way. today is a lil depressing. i'm thinkin about gettin my nails done! sounds good to me!