Do people even read this thing?
Do they care to know about my incredible lack of a love life?
Has it just proven itself as a lame substitute for actually seeing each other?
We think we know each other so well, but what we know is what we read, and what we read can be so surface level.
I wish I was one of those people who could keep my mouth shout;
Who didn't ask questions they didn't want to hear the answer to;
Who could do what she wanted without fear that other people wouldn't approve.
So, that's what I want for this year that is bound to be the best.
Because 2011 was so rough,
2012 is bound to be great, right?
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