Saturday, January 23, 2010

be italian.. be italian.. WHEN YOU HOLD ME DONT JUST HOLD ME BUT, HOLD, THIS!

is it sad that i dont want to go home?
infact im dreading going home?
i love italy :)
and i hate home :)

because i dont want to have to deal with you.. and you

mum got it.
i told her and she said she got it

at dinner in the snow
she got it

i told her about cam and lily and everything relevant to that exact moment..and she said she knew.

coz my dad did to her what lily did to me.

but she might not get how much it affects me.
because it affects me a hell of a lot.

fourteen years is too much to throw away.

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