The Diary of me.

not much can be said, expet oozing with emotion i type. nothing is to be said, everything is to be read.

i dont know where to start because basically i like to babble on. but i could start back at the begining of this year (2010) back in january, when well life was a blur and everything was confusing. i was in hospital and it was a hard time for me, but maybe this will prove to some people, that love can be found anyway.


*Names have been changed. thank you.

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