The world is not getting smaller, we are just more connected

The little voice in my head won't let me forget The little voice in my head is never mislead All of this noise is what keeps me from making a mess The little voice in my head just won't let me get with you

Monday, September 14, 2009

a series of unfortunate events

its all too familar as the story unfolds
i'm hoping the ending will not be similar
even if it doesnt end, the thorn exist
what misfortune...
its so cliche but its true
"its only precious when its gone"
"it hurts most by the hands of your loved one"
with the tables turn, i know what he went through before but of course that's the least of my worries now.

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standing there same place but different time,year,month,date
i could picture him
looking at the range of amulets i did think of him
i still have that yellow exquiste pouch filled with Sensoji well wishes; still waiting for my wishes to come true
i guess the impact still lingers

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lost some gained some
i always thought i could rely on them but apparently not....
people i thought i could relate to arent as real as i thought they would be
i was naive...
oddness awkwarness
oh well at least i know now

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