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WHAT TIME IS IT?
Saturday, February 7

It's time to MOVE ON.

It's been way too long since I said that there is a need to move on from YOU.

I've made myself believe that there would be a slightest chance for you to *at least* appreciate me... but I guess you choose not to. Or maybe you can't see me on that level. Or whatever.

I just don't understand why the hell people like you (and him, him and around ten thousands more) see something beautiful in such creatures. I mean, WHAT THE F*CK is WRONG WITH YOUR EYESIGHT?!?!?!? I know I sound bitter, but I'm not. I'm just confused.

The day I started to play the "part" of being there for you was the day I started to feel happy about you. About "US". Who do you think of the first thing you open your eyes? Even for one day, I felt I was that first thing. Just being there for you made me feel contented. That made me smile.. and gave me false hopes, unfortunately.

But now... seeing you with the creature and how you act around IT slapped me back to reality. You'll never see US. You'll never appreciate me. You'll never never never see me that way. You'll never hold my hand that way. You'll never give me such a tight hug. You'll never look at me that way. NEVER.

It sucks.

Or maybe it's just the love bug.

But WHATEVER.

Moving on, moving forward..

I dunno where or how to start.. but I NEED TO START NOW.




I just hope you know *or knew* that I care. Maybe too much.


Goodbye, B.


♥XOXO,♥



temporary superstar jenna curtsied on 08:20.