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when your heart gets broken,
you start to see the crack in everything.


let me be alone.
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biggest one some more.muack


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Wednesday, February 08, 2006
2:04 AM

i cried again. nahx.not over guy.don make me sound so wimpy plssssss. (:
i never know.i could ever cried so hard over a story.a story i'm not even sure of a fiction or just simply fairytale. i cried so hard.i couldnt even speak. from readin the passage out loud to myself, i soften, and slowly to nothing. i could only hear myself breathing, never tried to hold back the tear. let it flow, i thought. i needed it too.
you may call me stupid.silly or foolish.but im just one when it comes to loving someone. its another love story.a saddening touching one. you may tell me its all so expected. but so what if it really is.
i am touched.so hard down onto my soul.
this is what only matters i guess.at least for now.it is.
i felt the heartache.the pain.from Mina. and it released mine that i tried to hide for so long.i felt empty.something missing somewhere. guess the tears are what i needed too now.guess that's why i choose to let it cry.hard.
i thought the story will bring me back memories.sweet or bitter. i want to know who's inside me now. but i felt no one.i couldnt think of anyone who i'll love or love me the way Mina and Ji Won did. maybe i'm over all.i have choosed to let it go. have i?
or have i just numbed myself.


;i am afraid