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Saturday, October 3, 2009 . 4:36 AM

Angry and dissapointed at myself. I can't even seem to get the little things right.

What's wrong with me?

You're probably thinking that he never forgot anything.

Had plenty of money to buy you all kinds of things.

That he was much better than me.

While I'm forgetful sometimes.

and I don't have much money.

and that love is all that I can give.

Stupid, stupid Bryant. Stupid. Why keep making these mistakes?

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