Sunday, April 26, 2009

Aimee

Aimee. If you ever read this. You represented my past fuck up. I liked you but I played a game with you. I was testing "the game." I'm sorry. I didn't really like Raina. I think I tried to get you to like me so I could control the past. WTF?

I can't control time.

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