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.Thursday, July 09, 2009 ' 7:20 AM
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it's so painful and tiring. really, to be pulled down what people think and expect from me is killing me bit by bit. Sometimes i really wonder have i been hiding from the truth all this while. I know i did, i know i'm always a troubled kid but i choose to be ignorant.Now come the consequences, my expection of others, my expectations of myself, others expectations of me.I feel like letting my tears flow..into the deep blue sea where only the fish can feel my tears. Slowly, one day when i have no tears left, i'll be so tired, carried off by the waves into the deep blue ocean into the horizon where i find my sanctuary, the place i belong.









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