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Saturday, July 05, 2008
ALONE{8:19 AM}

You tell me then. Really, stop making decisions for me. I told you already, there are restrains and limits to my movements.

I don't know now. One blow after the other. Now I've even become emotionally unstable also, and tend to express it out now. What is the matter with me, no more "strong front"?

I'll just go for the fucked up homecoming and spend the money and go home.

Life went up, and took dive bombs, nosedives, one after the other.

Stuck in the pits. I don't like it, have to get out.

Yeah, continue to pull me down then.

Like, can they be bothered?

Can they give a single bit of concern at all?

Don't know what happened. I always want to care, but I hardly get such oppurtunities.

Even if I do, I tend to screw it up.

And we all delight in trying to demoralize you. I care too much and so I take their insults and coldness to heart.

Hey, Kai Sheng, go fucking die.

LOSER.

Is there a limit to being alone? Ha Ha. I wish to be reborn as a clam. Only kidding.

At least clam won't be alone.

OK, change of subject.

I'm quite a nosy bastard, so even though this is none of my business and the people involved in this situation might read about this, I'm just gonna say it. I might get attacked and plunge into deeper depths of depression.

Today something happened, I don't know what, but now you've got your credibility questioned again.

I do recall once, an incident happened and you've lost that credibility completely.

But he eventually decided to trust that there is still credibility in you once more, even after what happened that time.

Yet something happened today, what do we do now?

Keep no secrets? Do nothing unfaithful? Drink Anything or Whatever?

Really, if these kind of things continue to happen that will have to question your credibility, how credible is your love?

You two are a very sweet and loving couple, I'm sure this storm will hopefully pass eventually. But really, this has got to stop. One time is already way too many.

Can we really love and care for people now? I fear that our ability to do so has way detoriated over the years of degrading one another through influence and pressure.

We can prefer to hang with fun, handsome and intelligent people and just ditch that boring, ugly, fat, retarded and emotional piece of shit in one corner. Nice guy gam3 lan3, no use.

GOOD. Cheers to a wonderful life, shall we?

-----Feel-----
Time to die.

Time to be alive again.

Time for new beginnings.

Because......

Perhaps it was all a dream.

Life, live it well.

-----Speak-----

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