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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

i don't know what i am anymore.
you get the feeling after you've tried so hard. and in the end. you figured out that it was useless. cause the thing you've prepared for is never gonna happen.
zitnch. nothing. zero.
and then you feel the hot hot hot day. don't want to do anything at all. just read. and worry. and practise. cause you've got nothing to do.
i'm lucky i've got people that talk to me almost everyday online :)
they make me feel better.
but they're never gonna see ME cry.
cause i'll be doing it at home. under my blanket. where no one can see.
so that way, people never know if your actually upset or not.
i remember once. when a family member told me. " don't cry. don't cry if its not your fault."

this time, i think it is my fault.

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