I'm not a convenient store where you can come and go just when you need something
I'm not a toy where you can play around whenever you like
I'm not a hotline number where you can call when you feel like it
I'm not a waste basket that you could threw your problems and complaints when you'd never heard me back
-to be continued-
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Sunday, September 9, 2007Posted by ~pcil~ at 11:17 PM
Labels: daily story
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