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Saturday, April 16, 20117:48 PM

no amount of words will ever going to make you understand. we are only human. we make mistakes every single day. if you are not going to make my life any easier than, go ahead, make my life difficult if that makes you happy. i'm just going to stand here and listen to your whines and millions on how imperfect i am and how perfect you are. as much as i would want to ask you to look yourself in the mirror, i can't do that as i, myself ain't perfect. i am just going to take in on whatever you say and hope that i will one day learn from you that no matter what awful things you may say, the person who is insecure, would be you and not me. calo.

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