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Sometimes feel there is no one worth talking to; nothing worth saying. And there are things when u want to say, u wonder who cares to listen. They may listen, but they only but listen, so U may as well choose to talk to an inanimate object. At least it will not remember u had such shame, regrets, desires, or worries.
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in-camp training
men proning in fatigue attire
unsuspecting subjects of my secret desires
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The unsaid
After numerous scrolls thru the msn online list, it seems like there is still only the blogSTo talk to.
Maybe i will get a friend to help: if i should die before him, he will help post a message abt my death using my account and unlock all my private entries. Maybe a random stranger will chance upon my blog and notice my faces, and wishing that he ( Read more... ) -
從此我開始孤單思念
只因為在人群中多看了你一眼，再也沒能忘掉你的容顏
夢想著偶然能有一天再相見，從此我開始孤單地思念
想你時你在天邊
想你時你在眼前
想你時你在腦海
想你時你在心田
寧願相信我們前世有約
今生的愛情故事不會再改變
寧願用這一生等你發現
我一直在你身邊 從未走遠
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For those who said the guy was a jerk, how many ppl have they hurt themselves. I find torment in not receiving his replies, yet how many others have felt the torment when they don't receive mine.
If I look within myself I should hence find no reason to fault him. others should have none to fault me with too for there is no
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I must let this feeling of disappointment n hurt consume me until there is nothing left. It is not the first n wouldn't be the last. let it surge thru my veins n thicken the blood so that misery won't find its way to the heart. Let there be loathing n immunity instead.
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Once in a while I give a comment that hadn't undergone any prior thought process Which I thought is quite a smart observation upon chewing on it.
So this grindr was remarking ( facetiously perhaps) that being single in a way is good because one wouldn't have to report to anybody. I really don't understand why these ppl readily assume that single ppl ( Read more... ) -
Time n again
And they all pretend they're Orphans
And their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the streets
And when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
From her boot and a thousand
Pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window
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Epiphany
Its like wearing a butt plug--having constipation. Not like I have worn one before, but probably feels like the same??
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