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This is pretty much my online diary - I could be the next Bridget Jones.
This blog seems to vary amongst three very important things: moaning, moaning - and moaning.



Sunday, 20 December 2009

I'm over it.

Yeah. So things didn't really go to plan.
And I think now would be the right time to just give up, because I'm never gonna get anywhere.
He doesn't even know. That's the worst thing. And I make all the effort.
So now, this is the last time I speak of him; or speak to him. When he begins to make the effort with me, then I will consider things.
But for now, I'm concentrating on other things. I don't want to but I have to.
Facebook and MSN doesn't help. It's a constant bloody reminder that they're getting on with their lives without you in it. It's frustrating.

So yes. 20/12/2009 you can get out of my life.

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