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Please don't be mad at me anymore. I don't know what to do. I don't even dare to give you a text message. But, whenever I see you, my heart pounds at the speed of a racing car. You cared more about me than my stupid, arrogant, self-centered, idiotic, very stupid, so stupid I'd like to give you a taste of my foot, dick ex-boyfriend. I madeyou feel down whenever I'm talking on the phone with you and suddenly I brought up the topic about him. I wasn't thinking about you. Cuz', that time I was crazy over him. I was oblivious to my surroundings. To you. You were the only one, who actually cared. With my girlfriends, ofcoz. But, gosh. You cheered me up and made me smile. You'll take me to school and alk me back even if I dind't ask you too. You made the effort to stop - when I told you too. You said that I understood you more than your teacher did. I told you goodnight. You replied, the same thing, with a I love you. You'll send me random text messages containing those 3 words. Im just so sorry about everything. Understand. At first, I thought that my life would be happier, more peaceful without you inside of it. Starting from when you stopped - me, I felt, so, -. I made you wait under my block for 1 hour. I gave an excuse that wasn't real. I made it up from sicknesses. Im so sorry. Kill me.

Hello there. I'm Masitho. I cannot live without music. I like things from Paramore to Super Junior to sleeping. I like Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream, sports and Coke. I have very awesome friends. Tumblr. Twitter. Formspring.

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Please don't be mad at me anymore. I don't know what to do. I don't even dare to give you a text message. But, whenever I see you, my heart pounds at the speed of a racing car. You cared more about me than my stupid, arrogant, self-centered, idiotic, very stupid, so stupid I'd like to give you a taste of my foot, dick ex-boyfriend. I madeyou feel down whenever I'm talking on the phone with you and suddenly I brought up the topic about him. I wasn't thinking about you. Cuz', that time I was crazy over him. I was oblivious to my surroundings. To you. You were the only one, who actually cared. With my girlfriends, ofcoz. But, gosh. You cheered me up and made me smile. You'll take me to school and alk me back even if I dind't ask you too. You made the effort to stop - when I told you too. You said that I understood you more than your teacher did. I told you goodnight. You replied, the same thing, with a I love you. You'll send me random text messages containing those 3 words. Im just so sorry about everything. Understand. At first, I thought that my life would be happier, more peaceful without you inside of it. Starting from when you stopped - me, I felt, so, -. I made you wait under my block for 1 hour. I gave an excuse that wasn't real. I made it up from sicknesses. Im so sorry. Kill me.