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When I can’t seem to stop,
Saturday, April 17, 2010 @ 11:57 PM

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I was just telling Shermeen that I can’t stop crying when I am with him on the phone. I really miss him so much and probably this event just make me realized that I loved him more than I thought I did and I am not joking here. I may be in the midst of adapting and I guess this is part of everything. I have to listen to music every night before I go to bed because I used to message him at night and I needed something to distract me and apparently, sad love ballads are not helping much but I can’t possibly be listening to Bad Romance or Whataya Want From Me right?

I believe this will make us stronger and this is the price I have to pay.