Only Music Leaves an Echo . . .

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Monday, November 15, 2010
Sometimes,I really wonder wether I even have the rights to love you,wether I have the rights to tell you that I love you,wether I even have the rights to even go out with you...
I guess I don't...
Sometimes,I feel like...
It's okay,maybe it's just something that I said,something that I did...
but what's really wrong is that...
I am like very high everyday,even at home,screaming,shouting like a monkey...
In school,I'm worse...
Much more worse then a monkey...but if I go out to shopping malls alone,
Go to other places alone,I'm quiet shy...
Anyways,
I'm full of attitude problems...
These are all my problems...

--Wayne at 10:00 PM