to the only thing worth fighting for.

staying home alone on a friday im flat on the floor looking back on old love.. or lack there of after all the crushes are faded and all my wishful thinking was wrong im jaded.. i hate it and broken words were all i heard. some never meant and some meant well. the difference between us is so hard to tell. i was so shaken but now all i see.. is everything he meant to me. la la la happy new year =)
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thankx =)
Aww, I REALLY like your diary. It's so cute.

© Ericka
[Anonymous]
that was beautiful i think. a lot of people could relate to that, myself being one especially.
was that a song?
[Anonymous]
thanx, i made my journal header meslef. ;) have i already replied to your comment? i can't remember.