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♥ The Girl

Vinitha Valerie Vincent Henry.


If you think you know me, read my blog and think again.

I guess I'm just a girl wrapped in a mystery inside a bitch.

♥ Rant Bitch!





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♥ Monday, May 24, 2010

It all just feels so fake, you know? This idea that good things happen to good people. That there's magic in the world, and that the meek and the righteous will inherit it. Too many good people suffer for that to be true. Too many prayers go unanswered. And every day it just gets worse. Every day we ignore how truly broken this world is, and we tell ourselves it's all going to be okay. But it's not going to be okay. And once you know that, there's no going back. There's no magic in the world.at least today there isn't.

Nobody can ever really,say i know how you feel.B'cos the sad truth is you don't. You never will.
I'm stuck between people,whom i love to death.
People whom only care for their well being,and people who just want to run away from reality.
And I'm sick,and i'm tired.
I done,trying to keep everyone together,new or old.
At the end of the day,it's up to you,like the other who left.
She decided,she left.
Yes,we can be handful,its difficult to keep hanging around us.
But you need to remember,that we can only give you that much hope.that much love.
remember that,when you leave,we still have each other to hold on too.
You'll have none.
we will hold to the memories,but eventually we move forward.
You will too,and thats good for you.
But i can assure you,there will be none like us,our family.
So take a pick.
Leave.
The choice is yours.

And oh,If your boyfriend is a lying piece of shit,i owe you no explanation.
Cos guess what,I'M NOT IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU.
So stop shuffing your mood swing face in mine!
I'm done being nice.
You're not the victim.
She is.
Until you realise that,you'll still be your selfish lil self.
Who is ready to forgive and live with the liar
while
Punishing the accomplice.


So i'm done.
with you,you and you.
Xx.



I write sins,not tragedies.
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