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j o s h i n e.briane w



hometown . san francisco-jakarta
B-day . november 6th
School . laguna creek high school
Age . 15th
Email joshine193_addiction@hotmail.com
world will never be perfect because we always use "if" to define it. my life is complicated just like yours. all people have their own complicated life. don't look back because it won't make you better. for me tears are not a bad thing cos i always feel better after i cried. every new step we take have 50:50 to make you happy but it always makes a new lesson for you and you will realize it after you took it. believe me
FYI LUCKY I AM IN LOVE WITH MY BEST BEST FRIEND<3

joshinewants


HAPPINESS .
JAKARTA .
WITH YOU .

joshineloves


L O V E A N D M I S S Y O U HELLUH!
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^-^Saturday, August 22, 2009

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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” - Neil Gaiman



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