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im not perfect.. no one is.. i have faults.. lots of them.. i can never understand though what i have done this time.. i did something.. but.. i dont know what it is.. its something you dont like.. you dont want to talk about it.. how am i supposed to understand things if you wont talk to me?

its my fault.. always.. most of the time that is..

im sorry.. again and again for whatever it is i did..

~ by kapitan on February 3, 2008.