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Tuesday, 7 July 2009

according to this fb quiz i took, the next person i'm gonna kiss is called...mitch.
neways i didn't go to schooool today!

you know how it works, when you sleep and you forget everything that's bugging you? and when you wake up, whatever was bugging you doesn't seem that big a deal anymore? well, there's one thing that keeps bugging me and it just won't go away. cos it keeps coming back. and it just freaks the hell out of me.

now i've got this song on repeat, thinking about it. realising how much it applies to this situation, yet not wanting it to come true. cos inside, i hope the entire opposite is happening. you had me crawling for you, honey.

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SONG!

you're not sorry
Taylor Swift

All this time I was wasting
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taking me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

Looking so innocent
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did - before
You're not sorry, no no, oh

You're not sorry no no oh

You had me crawling for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did - before
You're not sorry, no no oh

You're not sorry, no no oh


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