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Posted Sunday, July 11, 2010 //
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#121. If I had it my way, you'd disappear. If I had it my way, you'd never utter another word to anyone. If I had it my own god damn way, you'll have never existed and things wouldn't be so mixed up for me. If only, huh. There will always be times when I wish I'd never met you, shared myself with you, because over these past couple of months, a lot of things have happened, and somehow, I find a way to push the blame on to you, by tracing back. Sorry for all the lies, sorry for the backstabbing. Sorry that even though I've just said all this, I'm going to continue to pretend you mean something to me and that I like you. I apologize for any pain I may cause you in the future in advance. Enjoy your beautiful life, slut.  Snip. Snip. Snip. |
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Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel. BACKTRACK
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