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"Sometimes Anna and I could provide comfort for each other. She developed a theory that our lives were so awful because our guardian angels had gone on sabbaticals, and that currently we were being minded by temps who took no pride in their work."
haha! i found this quite funny. it's from a book im reading right now. it's known that reading/writing helps you cope with whatever negative emotion that a person is feeling. since i cant write i chose reading instead.
i forgot that i had a blog. like i used to write in it religiously everyday, then novelty wore off and then it stopped and now im just ranting to myself. some pathetic shit.
someday soon you'll be the person whom i'll bump into on the streets a couple of years from now, say hi and exchange a couple of shop-talk lines, then scurry off with whoever i'm with thinking,
well, that was sufficiently awkward. then whoever who was with me at that time will ask,
who was that? and i'd say,
oh, we went to school together. yeah. we used to be close. i can see it happening, cos by the look of things that's where we're headed.
as much as you're sick of me and tired of trying HERE'S NEWS FOR YOU: im stoned. i cant believe i dont matter to you at all. it's hard trying to talk to you, catching up with you when you dont give a shit. yeah you say you dont know how to go abt it, well i guess now you dont have to think so hard trying to answer me. haha it's always me who's the bombarder. questioning, questioning, questioning. insensitive. i'm sorry, and i feel so sorry that it's actually ending like this. seems like i underestimated, we are
shallow. i didnt see that one coming.
who will be the first to know if you got in?
not i.
who will be there for your draining practices?
not i, because you're shutting me out.
who will you confide to at the end of the day?
not i. because i wasn't there. i was, but you didnt notice. you chose the others above me.
i'm sinking to an
associate, much less a good friend. hell. you probably wont even want to be associated with me, HAHA.
catch up with you in a couple of years, then. on the streets.
see how.i've tried.
fuzzy logic-;
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