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words are not everything
if i told you, would you understand

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a lot of thoughts riddling through my head the past few weeks. things like do i really need another pair of shoes, the meaning of existence, what it means being a certain race in what is seems to be a flat world, i miss my favourite friends, this weather is out to get me and my hair, why is my life like this, i really need to stop eating so much, ( Read more... )

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in all my years of living, never have i disliked anything so much as this.

this transition thing is an issue slowly manifesting and rearing an ugly head on top of whatever bad feeling that's stewing beneath. still searching for what we want, what we need and somehow i have figured that out. screw all the judgemental stares and cynical questions. i ( Read more... )

i am lost and i am sinking.

we're not friends,
we're not enemies,
we're just strangers with some memories.

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august `12 and i have graduated. and now at 23, what have i really achieved?

is how long i've had this lj. there are so many ways to read the words that i write, to hear the words as i speak them but the true meaning will always be lost somewhere in my heart. i honestly never thought that i would be alive at age 23. 

The red washing
down the bathtub
can't change the colour of the sea
at all.

"I'll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight."