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B-e-a-utiful
Sunday, August 14, 2011, 1:10 PM
She's with him. I'm still hurting. Try to pretend but it's not working. I just wanna be where they are. I wanna be blown away. I wanna be swept off my feet. I wanna meet the one that makes it hard for me to breathe. I wanna be lost in love. I wanna be your dream come true. I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you. Just call me beautiful.

Yeah, I wanna find him now so badly. Whoever that's out there who's for me. Yeah, I want him. And I want him now. But obviously that's not the way things work. Cos' we don't get to choose. And although I say that I wanna have a boyfriend, I still manage to be picky you know. Somehow I still am. It's like I say I wanna have a boyfriend but I have this sort of idea in my head. If I don't like you, I can't. I don't think you get what I'm saying. Oh well. Tomorrow's a Monday. And gosh, you have no idea how happy I am about that. Because Monday means there's cheer. And I need something to work against. I need a distraction. Cheer is the perfect distraction. It makes me think less. When I think there, it's more or less about achieving something there. Not stupid things that I don't want to think about and get me down. I'm sure you get my point. No? Never mind. Going off. Bye.