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Sunday, August 10, 2008 2:33 AM

stop coming back.
you make me sick inside.
the feelings are finally going away.
dont make me hurt anymore.
'hating you is the most exhausting.
and i dont wanna do it anymore.'
but we cant be friends.



'Let me take you down, cause Im going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry fields forever' - john lenon
...

oasis
'stop the clocks and turn the world around. let your love lay me down. and when the night is over, there'll be no sound. lock the box and leave it all behind. on the backseat of my mind. and when the night is over, where will i rise?'

riot.
audrey
stephanie
crystal
laura
nicole
erin
mable

boxcar racer.
credits.
brush: funeralmonster. image:fakingfashion.
layout:huiting.