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Thursday, November 25, 2010

i like the distance; it helps me let go.

i told them that when they see those things disappear, i'm free from my own mental clutches. they laughed and call me a stupid little girl.

but i guess i'm going to give them a scare next tuesday; for i removed everything. and i mean every single thing. no, i didn't exactly remove them, i just remove them from my sight. the lesser the memories, the better it is.

for everytime when i think everything is fine and going on well, some little bird has to come and whisper to me. to tell me that all i'm doing is dreaming. nothing is real.

it seems like for every day that i'm happy, it is accompanied with 3 days of sadness. why. must be bad karma.

this time i am going to practice self-discipline. i'll do it. i'll keep quiet. i'll not annoy. i'll just stay in my little corner.

my little corner where i'll draw circles. and pretend i'm non-existent.