Friday, January 25, 2008
i ought to stop overanalysing
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i dreamt of a phone call; the one i wished would happen in real-life;
and a clear-up, a true break to everything.
and i learnt that memories no matter how beautiful, are a pain in the butt
because they live in your heart, and only in your heart, forever.
and today because of all the various places i've been, my memory has been a sucker.
running. what a wonderful world. astroturf. wahchee. crazy nights. bum. cards. topshop. ties and such. i'm scared of going back sometimes. it hurts
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whatever. goodbye. i'm such an idiot. let go, moron.
you promised.
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
