I don't know now who's my friend and who's not. Who's my real friend, who's the fake one. Even I don't know if I can get hold on my family anymore. Now just whatever and whoever friend I don't really care. All I know, is I have my big brother. Only my big brother who I can hold and cry to. I know I look like a little boy. But I don't know what to do anymore.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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