Monday, August 10, 2009
Still not getting any.
I would never imagine my life at a turning point right now. When my future dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption. When everything else cease to matter. When i wish i have the power to turn back the clock and redo everything just to make it close to perfection. But if i were to do just that, then what's the point of living? Because then, i would have nothing to learn from. No pieces left behind for me to pick up.
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