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looking at an old photograph with a smile so wide you wonder how you could have been so happy.
saying the things you said, it's not that they were bad. there's nothing you did wrong. but how could you have been so happy? what was it then?
when did the world lose its magic? perhaps it didn't. maybe we just have to learn new tricks as we move on.
honestly, the world is somewhat of a pathetic story. maybe not pathetic. but sad. the sad that makes you cry from something with so much potential and it turned into something ugly. but of course, with something that holds all life we know, then all parts of life we will have to learn.
i've never asked anyone so much if they were okay. i don't think i ever cared to in doing the things that i do. but besides that, it's because i don't want to do what she doesn't want me to do.
then she asked if it was something like, "we shouldnt be doing this." and it was then i realized that it probably is something wrong but i never really saw it that way.
looking at old letters we think about what we thought about. all you have is the time on your wrist. there is no recreation, but it's nice to remember.
habits are contagious.
there's a difference between being alone and lonely. feeling lonely is the strangest thing when you aren't alone.
publiccformat. let go of your head.
how stupid could you be?
what's there not to get? i don't think i've ever met anyone who's made it so complicated.
luckily, people are always willing to make it simple.
what's the best thing to do to keep them happy? leave them alone.
"if you love something, give it away"
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it's okay.
p.ss. i use the enter key at the far riight that's with the number pad
saying the things you said, it's not that they were bad. there's nothing you did wrong. but how could you have been so happy? what was it then?
when did the world lose its magic? perhaps it didn't. maybe we just have to learn new tricks as we move on.
honestly, the world is somewhat of a pathetic story. maybe not pathetic. but sad. the sad that makes you cry from something with so much potential and it turned into something ugly. but of course, with something that holds all life we know, then all parts of life we will have to learn.
i've never asked anyone so much if they were okay. i don't think i ever cared to in doing the things that i do. but besides that, it's because i don't want to do what she doesn't want me to do.
then she asked if it was something like, "we shouldnt be doing this." and it was then i realized that it probably is something wrong but i never really saw it that way.
looking at old letters we think about what we thought about. all you have is the time on your wrist. there is no recreation, but it's nice to remember.
habits are contagious.
there's a difference between being alone and lonely. feeling lonely is the strangest thing when you aren't alone.
publiccformat. let go of your head.
how stupid could you be?
what's there not to get? i don't think i've ever met anyone who's made it so complicated.
luckily, people are always willing to make it simple.
what's the best thing to do to keep them happy? leave them alone.
"if you love something, give it away"
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it's okay.
p.ss. i use the enter key at the far riight that's with the number pad