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Wednesday, June 2, 2010

what is the point in knowing you?
there isnt much anymore.
im not your play toy, where you can throw me away at your own will and begin to use me when it is fine for you.
im not here for your disposal, im here because i have to be.
if i had a choice, i wouldnt be here.

i would leave here in a heart beat if i had a chance, but i dont.

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