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Why do I keep running from the truth?
All I ever think about is you
You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized
And I just got to know
ALLTOOFAMILIAR♥
Monday, March 23, 2009 1:21 am

Time Check: 1.23am
i need to wake up at 6.30 am later for work andd still im not sleeping. heh.
the spoilt brat must be sleeping like a pig now. pfft.
What's important is that finally I didn't feel like there was something wrong with me. All those years of feeling (oh-only-god-know-what-im-feeling-right-now) had washed away. I was happy in the past. I was accepted. I had no reason to doubt myself, to question who I was, to wonder, to second-guess every action. Because here was someone who seemed to say "no, you're right. It's not you who's always wrong."
I wonder some nights whether I'll be happy again. I can't help but think that I won't, that it was a fluke, and that I screwed it up. Broken hearts like phantom limbs, pain that is intangible. I'll try to relearn how to be independent.
this is just a random post andd my saysss.

PS: will update more about the weekendss later on. =)

yours truly