Over . Loved

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(♥) like my favorite record -- you're alittle overplayed

and like my favorite summer, you'll never fade away.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Because everthing from me came too easy,
especially my love,
that's why,
i wasn't appreciated.
i wasn't treasured.
or probably,
that's the way u wanna make me feel.
as if everything is supposed to be,
my love is an easy peasy stuff to get.
so there isn't a need to reciprocate.

perhaps it's something i never had.

hours,days, weeks, months.
msn, sms, call : nothing is being sent.

Still , my favourite

O V E R . LOVED

- Blogger

FELECIA
sweetest 16
& i'm lazy.

- Darlinks

♥Flora

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