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Thursday, August 09, 2007
11:57

distraction is nothing but running away.
how hard it is to plaster a smile and pretend like nothing has happened in front of frens and family.
when u feel so alone, when there's many people around u,
or when u're alone on the bed, the lights are off, but eyes are wide open.
wad is it like to weep to sleep, and to wake up in tears again.
a wrenching heart will eventually become a broken one.
it's so lonely down here, does anyone feel me?