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Time changes everything, even you and I.

Me;
Lovin' the streetlights in the night.
I love music and of course, my awesomez friends!
I like friendly hugz & long bus rides (Y)
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This is how we move.

There's a reason why some people in the past don't make it into your future, and that entire reason teaches you how to cherish, and love better than how you used to.

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I really wonder how I made it through sometimes.



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“Because it's of my own volition.”

A moment like this.
Friday, November 21, 2008

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You follow the rhythm blasting from your earpiece.
You set the volume to the highest so that nothing will disturb you.
Fingers locked comfortably around your neck,
you stare into the passing scenery and wonder how life had been so far.
You heart sank. Lies, so spurious. Spurious lies.
You wonder why, you control your tears. But you carry on thinking.
You ask yourself, why. Why is everything always taken away from you.
Why does everything not go your way. You feel your eyes starting to get wet.
Looking faraway, into the vast blue sky, you began daydreaming.
I was the happiest girl, i had my perfect family and friends.
Suddenly, you see a familiar building and reality hits you again.
You pray that your stop never comes.
You alight anyway.

As you saunter down the path.
You find yourself coveting for that daydream.
You wished you hadn't got down the bus.

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I'll post soon about the last few days.
I need to scream. I want to yell/moan/cry/complain.
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