<..And She Will Be Loved...>

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Me and my emo thoughts....

I don't know why.. But, about two days ago, I dreamt about you..

I was talking to you over the phone and (impossibly) you sounded surprised and happy as you heard my voice...

Why did I say "impossibly"? Cause I know what you would say in real life!

You would ask me how could I do this? How could I leave you without a note or a goodbye? Don't ask me why, cause to tell you the truth, I just can't.

I miss you... BADLY ....

I want to tell you that I'm fine and I want to hear your voice and ask about everything that's been going on.... But, I guess it would be just another dream that I must bury in the deepest corner of my mind........

...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 12:26:00 AM...

ThE StorY

My name is Nadia. I am a girl who is insane, bubbly, cheerful and emotional. I am 16.

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This is the blog where I pour my thoughts, hopes and dreams. Occasionally abandoned but still worth seeing :)

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