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Sunday, August 19, 2007
allowed entry at 9:46 pm

I miss Nabila.
I miss Daya.
I miss Yany.
I miss Nas.
I miss Shazni.
I miss Nash.



Don’t lie and say that it’s ohkay.
It’s all right if there’s nothing more to say.

So I’m running away, I’m leaving this place.
Yeah I’m running away.

Don’t tell me I’m the one to blame.
It’s too late for you to make me stay.
No I won’t stay.

Faster than you can follow me from this lonely place.
Farther than you can find me.
I’m leaving today.

And I, I’ll never let you find me.
I’m leaving you behind with the past, no I won’t look back.
I wanna hear your reasons.
I wanna hear you tell me why I should stay.
Try to understand me.
Try to understand what I say, when I say I can’t stay.
I’m moving on from this place.
I’m leaving and I won’t wait.
I’m running away.

I wanna run away and live under Nabila's bed.
She'll take care of me better than anyone else can.
I need you.
If I die, I'll leave you a quarter of what I have.
Which is not much.
Considering how much you mean to me.
For all the times you've listened to me,
For all the times you've put up with the shit I put you through,
I wanna say thanks.



I'm gonna go die now.