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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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breakaway
a short profile perhaps ?
a music player or hit counter ?
'Cause there's nothing surgery can do when I break you heart in two.
Monday, July 12, 2010 // 9:05 PM

It has always been a lie. A big fat lie from the start. I was the only idiot who thought it was true. I don't know why, I still believe in what I did. I can't believe you're that mean, that you're that much of an asshole, that all these had been fake. I can't. I really can't. I tried, I really did. I've tried being strong, tried to let go, tried to hate you. None of it worked. My heart's broken into two, needless to say, nothing can repair it. I still have that glimmer of hope. Whether it's false or not? Let's hope for the better.

PS. Until you tell me yourself, it comes out of your mouth, I will not believe you've done that. I won't. Whether because I still love you or not, it doesn't matter. But to do that, you're barely even human. I believe in you.