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Monday, November 24, 2008 Y

All Guys Are Male Chauvinist Pigs!!
That's the declaration i have to this world.
Fine.
Didn't play very well today.
Noone really passed to me much.
And my whole mood was thrown off this afternoon.
He knows something i don't.
And hes not gonna tell me.
Fine.
But when i play.
Its like WHAM.
And there goes the shot.
Out goes the ball.
Right into the opponents hands.
And my team sighs.
I'm sorry im the only non-professional girl in the game.
I'm sorry im slow and cant shoot as well as you guys.
But it's not really gonna change the fact that you guys.
Are MALE.CHAUVINIST.PIGS.
Period.
And im sticking to that.
One wrong move.
Thats all it takes from ME to lose the trust from you guys.
2intercepted shots.
Yeah there im sorry.
But i DID succeed in the end.
And it hurts that noone treats girls seriously.
Not now.
Not ever.
Sexist bastards.


{{ 11/24/2008 10:16:00 pm -
Her heart is still bleeding}


Tuesday, November 18, 2008 Y

how many times must i tell you im sorry before you forgive me
i really dont know why i bother about you so
everything is my fault,is it not?
my fault my parents are paranoid and cant trust you.
my fault i cant run fast enough or long enough for you.
my fault for asking you for all these.
do what you see fit.
if you truly want to end all these
if it would make you happy
then i say
sure
be my guest.
i just dont want to see you regret your decision.



{{ 11/18/2008 10:55:00 pm -
Her heart is still bleeding}






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