Maridget Jones's Diary
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why boys are chasing girls in front of them?

why boys are chasing girls just standing in front of them?

i'm fed up with faithlessness of boys.
someone who told me he was in love, started to chase another girl soon.
someone who whispered sweet nothings in my ears and has said to me how much he miss me everyday for half a year, had a girlfriend in fact.

they're just looking for a girl who is the most likely to love them, that is, who can accept their sex the most.

they never care about they have the other girls.
they never count how many girls they are chasing.
they never feel guilty.
they never be picky.
they just wanna reach the goalhole.

are boys worthy to love?

i just wanna

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I'm so fine.
i like all of them
but i have to take off.
it's like that i have to wake up though i really wanna stay in bed.

5 min. more..10min. more...30 min. more...

the rest of my life more....

i wanna be disappeared.

dear usual life

Heya!
it spent a quite long time since i hadn't wrote this.
actually i all forgot what i was doing when i wrote this.
was that moment fine or not? what was i into? who was i in love with?
yeah. i should get the answer which is the guy for the last question.
in fact, i don't know the answer now.

i had had the many unforgettable memories among the days since i quieted writing this.
some were good, the others were bad as it had been before.
however, recently i could have found the truth which is good or bad. i might know before though.
since when did throw away the talent? where was I? who am I?

the situation might be getting better. but i couldn't be satisfied, i'm really fed up with as i am.
i see the things that i really wanted to do as the things that i want to avoid the most.
i know i have to avoid it, i don't want to do it. but i can no longer escape form it.
now i'm not worth, unattractive. i'm really usual.
who wants me? might be usual people as i see in usual days.

i wanna take off, but i still have a warm feeling for it.
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