Let's take five.

Guess it's it for now. Have fun, don't miss me too much. (:

Btw the card's valid for a week from purchase. But aww you won't get to use it anyway. 'cause its 3 weeks overdue. Hahha.

Wish The Impossible.

We'd had great times. But there's more to come.

There are certain things we wished that didn't happen. Thus we pretend they didn't, and hope by doing so it eases the pain or guilt felt. There are certain things that have happened. We wished they did, and we put in in the vault named "good memories" in our massive brain archives, free to view when wanted to. But alas the good doesn't last, and the bad they don't just go away, and my do they hurt. But life's too short for the bad, so let us only hear the good stuff ;D

7am, 3pm.
Well there's always a first.
Though sometimes you'd wonder how people get themselves high.
I woke up, and got back to facing reality again. Gee, enjoyable, much.

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Today perhaps I'll wish for but the simplest, for all the un-lived fantasies.

ID Please?

If everything was nothing but just a piece of cake.

'Babies don't stare. They don't judge. They don't cringe, but just give you their unconditional love. That's what I like about them.' 

Nothing To Fear - Karen Rose.

5/12
Dear Diary,

We store every bit of our emotions. Bottle them up. Drown them in our sorrows. And one day, we implode. Sometimes I feel world really, really needs 2 way traffic. One already existent, the bridge between the outside world to the heart; and the missing one, another the route from our hearts to the foreign environment around us. If you were human, I'd imagine you'd revolt, or cause an uprising. If diaries in general had emotions, if they could communicate with another, I'm sure they'd had a good laugh at all the trivial yet important event to us. That which probably wouldn't even matter years down the road. Thanks for listening these years.

And here's to you for saying I don't share. ;D
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And even Superman had Lois Lane.
Nothing but good old songs. The best.
Where Is The Love? - Black Eyed Peas

Before the credits start rolling.

Mischief managed.
And it's this mischief, this long drawn battle, that we're left mentally drained, emotionally fatigued. But for no longer. No more (:

Many things unsaid
Many things undone
Many things unwanted
Many things unfound
Many things had happened.

But I'm tired. For now, sleep. Maybe later, maybe later.

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Here it is, anyway. (:
Lesley Roy - Unbeautiful.