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Sunday, May 6, 2012 10:08 AM
When

I just expect a little more tolerance. Someone who would accept me as a whole, including my negative points and angsts.
R:"when someone loves you as you are and not what they want you to be"
I give up. Useless trying to justify any of our pov.


*[[lenice]]*


i’m just who I am, who I suppose to be.
bold italic underline strike
it's so over.


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