Tuesday, Jan. 13, 2004 : La valse d'Am�lie
So you're asking yourself a question you don't know the answer to.

I don't even know what the question is.

I just know I don't like what the answer is going to be.

Why do I still wish that I had done everything you asked? That I had behaved like everyone else and that I could have been worth as much as them. I tried to be myself, I loved you so much and I meant nothing. A lesson? I'm not gonna learn it.

I am not going to play up to you this time.

Well, that is what I'm saying.

Please make sure I do it this time. I don't want to get hurt again & again. Like before, I just wanted things to be good, and I wanted to mean something.

I told you, psycho



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