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Friday, June 19, 2009
ITs a great night.
with the bike, the stars, the aeroplanes.
thanks for everyting.
=)
at 11.57pm i boarded the bus that has ur memories.
i looked at the seat u liked to take.
the one u always at.
the side u took.
this indeeed is stupid.
coz listening to stupid songs and i start to tear hard.
"fuck" i told myself and i tried to slp.
no i couldnt.
i open my eyes and looked out of the dark window.
wat kept me so long?
why didnt i do aniting about it?
what do i want?
what am i doing?
i asked myself.
i ran home after alighting.
not tryin to be crazy.
chest hurt again (maybe over excessive exercise)
and yes with that run,
i cried hard.
tts the end i told myself.
but when i recal.
when i tink.
when i cls my eyes.
eeveryting came back again.
for that one min.
i guess its 59 secs that was used to tink of u.
and god.
i really dun want to.
i wanted to hate u so much.
but i cant
day 3 was broken when i saw.
i m hesitant to if i should return to day 0 back to square one.
but i thought about it.
i didnt have to.
coz i nv left thr before.
im stil at day0, stil at square one.
i nv left.
i couldnt bear to.
"Of the many contradictions that exist in the world, the contrast between love and hate is perhaps the starkest. It is one that helps us value true love while understanding the ramifications of hatred."
"A life without love is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring."