Friday, May 1, 2009

It's been a whole day.
Sometimes I wish people were perfect.
No mistakes, no excuses.
Every time these kind of things happen.
I don't know how to feel.
Lost, confused, sad, angry.
Then sometimes, nothing anymore.

Everybody makes mistakes.
Anyone can go back on their word.


If it doesn't matter
Does that mean you don't matter anymore?

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