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rely on me.
i'm yours.

Kimmii K.
Self obsessed.
If I can't be beautiful, I'd rather just die.
You think she's so good but she's a mess to boot
You don't really want to know me.

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I want The Trouble Ring by Boucheron.
I want The Trinity Ring by Cartier.
I want To travel to Venice.
I want To travel to Greece.
I want To return to the U.S.A.
I want Real Love.
I want To rule the world
I want To make them sorry.

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Sunday, March 29, 2009

I became emo after all.
Wtf.

I was thinking about something..
And that is,
Does everything happen for a reason?
Are the people I know and meet in my life there for a purpose?
Sometimes there are coincidences that occur.
They do happen for a reason right?
I can think about, ponder on and brood over those questions for a long period of time.
So much so that I get dizzy and have a splitting headache.
But quite simply, I think I might have the simplest answers for those questions.

Yes, everything happens for a reason.
Yes, people are in our lifes because of fate.
Yes, coincidences happen in our lifes because they are signs of where our life is going.
Everything would come full circle with what is going on in our lifes.
Then tell me why I have the friends that I have.
And why I'm here in the place that I'm in?
Am I supposed to help my friends or are they supposed to help me?
Which will impact our lifes the most and which will just float quietly away?
Those are the questions I wished I had never asked myself.

You came into my life for a reason.
Maybe you will be the one who makes my life better.
Or maybe you will be the one who gives me what I deserve.
Maybe you're my retribution.
Maybe for what I've done to others,
You will hurt me.
The coincidences are there.
I'll have to link it up,
Find the full circle,
I'll see where this charade ends up at.

I can't decipher what you're thinking.
Others were so easy for me.
It's only you who's being so difficult.
And I have no clue why.
I swear I can't figure you out.
Won't you let me into your world?
Why must it be you?
I don't know what you're thinking.
And I've never felt so confused and afraid of anyone else before.


You know what would be funny now?
If I actually end up crying myself to sleep tonight.
For no valid reason.
Laughs.
Bye.


11:53 PM