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    Quotes: Get up before my time, go back to sleep again. Got nothing more to do than hope I dream of you. At least these dreams seem real.


    I'm finished fighting for you now. I deserve to be fought for.
    Saturday, January 30, 2010, 1:23 PM
    I wonder how much you really know about her. Did you know she is afraid of heights? Or spiders? Did you know she hates thunder and lightning but loves the rain on a summer night? Did you know she would do anything for her friends, and loves them with everything she has. I bet you didn’t know that everyone she has counted on has left her with with one more shattered piece in her broken heart. I bet you didnt know she can’t count her true friends because well, she has none. I have to wonder if you know that her hair is real, and it’s her favorite feature. I wonder if you knew she still thinks about you and even though she will deny it every time.