Bebo

I found out you miscarried at the weekend...
And I feel terrible knowing that I was still a baby, and you were still trying to cope.
I hope that little baby is happy now, but now I know why I always feel as if something is missing.
I hope it was a boy, you always wanted an Andrew.

I was I was a little girl again, so things would be easier.
Maybe not knowing at all IS better.

i may have lost the greatest person i have ever known
but i have never felt so releived and free
is this wrong?

she was the best mate ever
but maybe it is best we go our seporate ways
no more pain
no more arguing
no more unessercery confrontations

x

sometimes i get up and draw a beautiful girl in my diary. then i pretend to be that girl just so i can face the day.

Is it bad to lie? Even if it's your way of living?

i'm glad we're friends.

Now all our conversations are awkward. Now I just don't know what to say...

I like everything
and i'm ashamed of that fact.

i'm over you.

(:

she bitches about everybody. i can name 15 people who are "friends" with her who she has bad mouthed.
she better be prepared to get back what she gives.
fucking backstabbing cow.
i don't care if i lose you.

i want to be your friend. because i think you've been hurt by girls so much, it's time you realised that we're not all that bad. (:

you were the one person
that knew more about me
than myself.

i get jealous of her when i don't have a reason to. well, i have a reason. but that reason shouldn't exist in the first place.

honestly? i think i'm over you. because i don't want to waste my time loving you, when in the end, all i'm doing is pushing you away.

i don't love you.

i had a dream last night where i hit a close friend on the face. no one hits her. i cried after wards cause i wish it was real.

I will miss you x

i could play any song i have on itunes, and it would remind me of you. any one at all. & i love it. because it's the only thing that brings back the memories.

I should have made them bring you in sooner...

Please dont be true please you will be the end of me ...