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Sunday, March 23, 2008


-ignition.-


i started this entry with the intention to blog about my attachment and work and the many many stuff that happened throughout the weeks.


but as the song came on,
the tears cant help but kept falling.

if i could do something to make the world feels better, i will do it.

but i cant.


its frustrating when there are so many things to do yet you dont have the time to
its exasperating when you want to make things happen, but you dont know how to go about doing it
its hurting when you see the disappointment on your loved ones faces
its painful when they dont really know how you are feeling on the inside


i am sorry.



| s a n d y wrote this down @ 02:38|

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