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Thursday, October 20, 2011 Maybe I could just choose to ignore this
Let it fade like water through the sand Maybe I could just leave this behind me Some things you’ll never understand Cause this is such a fine line A fine line to cross Baby, are we dreaming? Through this sky - free falling
Wednesday, October 19, 2011 Today, like a lot of other days, I thought and thought and thought about the one thing I want so badly that I started crying for fear I wouldn't get it. I had the same feeling, the same ridiculous longing, about 10 months ago, and got it; boy was it a miracle. But this isn't just a pipe dream. I felt like I was, and am, suddenly revived and ready to use every last bit of mental strength, or literally die trying.
Saturday, October 15, 2011 Carry all your thoughts across an open field; When the flowers gaze at you, they're not the only ones who cry when they see you Think I'll start a new life I think I'll start it over Where no one knows my name I think I'll go to Boston I think that I'm just tired I think I need a new town To leave this all behind
Sunday, October 09, 2011 Here we go again... Everything bad repeats when I try my best to prevent it.Well as least if it fails, I can say, twice bitten thrice shy. When I say I've changed it's probably a half-truth. What is change if it's merely transient? If I can say that then maybe the whole truth would be that I'll never change. Always the morose optimist, always engulfed in melancholy, but outwardly turbulent. Maybe there is a case for religion afterall; will that solve this? Try me.
Thursday, October 06, 2011 The one thing I know I'll never hate about myself is that when I have a goal, I jolly well reach it, or die trying. I know when I want something I'd use a bulldozer, decades of thinking or worrying, push myself to the limits of human existence to get it. That's why I'm very sure 'the plan' will work. It was conceived nearly a year ago, and everything I do everyday is for that. It's written everywhere, in my head, on paper, typed out a million times.
Saturday, October 01, 2011 Songs like these that make me wonder what the hell I'm doing listening to pop music “I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.” ― Jonathan Safran Foer
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