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Friday, November 28, 2008 ' 4:22 AM Y



i really tried staying awake you know.really tried.guess it must have been the pills.now i can t sleep.tell me,did i lose another night to him again?
cambodia took away everything.and i hate myself so so much now.i can never love again.
i miss you alot.guess it must have been 12 days since i last met you.
wish i could turn back time now.wish you could give me the same chance you gave him.wish my life could stop turning down into the shit hole.
do you know tt my life is the most fucked up among the rest but you were there to make a lot less worse.but now?
i've never felt so lonely in my life before
i know its largely my fault.but i dont think i deserve such a blow.I AM SO SORRY DEAR.
im willing to wait.i love you so so much.
i cant sleep now.rugby training in another four hours.hope the pain from the trainin can numb the pain in my heart.
hope the letters i wrote in cambodia means something to you.
i went to kembangan ytd with zp and brady.i walked all the way to your house.i had a feeling it would be my last.i walked slowly.savouring the same scene i had together with you.it hurts just thinking about it.luckily i had them with me.they gave me strength to walk out of there.
you could slit my throat.and with my one last gasping breath i'd apologise for bleeding on your shirt.
forever ends today