Ephemeral Delusion

Monday, March 9, 2009, 11:25 PM
Piercing it up.

I randomly bumped into some of the old stuffs; you know some things that old friends wrote, some old photos, some old thoughts. And I couldnt help but have this disorientated thinking:

TO you (however your), whom made me feel dismantled:

I HAD NO IDEA HOW FUCKED UP I HAD BEEN, THOSE FUCKED UP EPIPHANIES OR RATHER, IMAGINARY SCENARIOS THAT MADE THINGS WRONG, THINGS GONE, SUNSET OR SUMMER'S OVER. I APOLOGISE TO MYSELF, TO YOU, TO THEM.

YOURS
TS








Looks like the end of history, is it not? It is a revision to the present, please- dont be like me. This is a chance to bloom, dont waste it. Instead prove it to me, that you can make it [right.thgir]. They were right about it not being worth it after all.

Closers.




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