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Monday, March 08, 2004


the anxiety of the heart is so confusingly anonymous to your own being.much less having to disclose it to someone else who might overview it as something out of an impossible novel..there are certain thoughts running around in your head in endless circle which is contrary to the feelings that you believe.
living in this solitary world with only your mind as your companion is realli hard when truth of the society crept in at the most inappropriate time....
people are generally beings with their own minds.thus its realli annoying if you were to be blamed for hurting others without realli knowing whats the cause of it it the ist place....whats the use of desire if fate arent there to help you with it? desire comes and goes but its the needs that counts.whats there to live if what you realli want is not yet achieve?

its realli hard to change something that you seems to have faith in like forever from the day you were born into this world..thru the eyes of someone else,
life may seems to be someplace where they get to enjoy the finest things in life.what my life had set me to believe is slowly changing with the course of life..the more i tried to let it go,the faster it came back,only deeper..(it being the things that i believe in life)..

(its totally impossible to ignore this nagging feeling that im realli just jealous and that im just discriminating the world..)

people are constantly trying to grab hold of the things that i realli enjoys in life....irritating naggers are telling me to quit my pathetic job when its clear to them that i want to hold on a little bit longer.total damn.

and lastly,what does it realli feels to be held back by something?
you realli want that thing but there's something huge thats realli blocking you..and if you try to break it apart to get what you wanted,will it be worth it?
the perception of mind is realli annoying as thoughts are disrupted nearly all the time..thus the solution to this is never solved...

i guess its enough of the tongue-twister for one entry...
poof*hole in the head*

3:43:00 PM

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