Saturday, June 7, 2008
2:34 AM
there are times when one gets weak. when you let yourself dream, and remember nice things.
and then i read the mail. and it's a slap back to reality. one day, you'll regret you wrote those words. you've done nothing but fueled my will to succeed and show you what you missed out on.
i so regret that it's come to this. but i will do what's necessary.
aku soku zan.