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dottoo
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Run Away While We Still Have Time /
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//Monday, April 18, 2011 10:39 PM
Leaving this space. Going back to where I still feel most comfortable unleashing all the vibes.
Because I hate the tagboard, I hate the confusing html. Renouncing blogger forever. I am kidding about that part.
// 9:17 PM
Why do people like to do things that hurt themselves and cause them to clam up even more?
//Friday, April 15, 2011 3:33 PM
I can never fit into groups of threes. Its like I am always the outsider rather the one in the circle. It could be my problem yes. But I never do try so hard to fit in. Because if that's the way things should be then I will just leave it as that.
//Tuesday, April 12, 2011 12:24 AM
Its true. As you grow older, the number of friends you have become insignificant. The number of real friends you have will come to be much more important.
//Sunday, April 10, 2011 11:09 PM
Kris Allen's Version of Falling Slowly
I don't know you But I want you All the more for that Words fall through me And always fool me And I can't react And games that never amount To more than they're meant Will play themselves out Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice You'll make it now Falling slowly, eyes that know me And I can't go back Moods that take me and erase me And I'm painted black You have suffered enough And warred with yourself It's time that you won Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice You've made it now Falling slowly sing your melody I'll sing it loud
//Friday, April 8, 2011 2:10 AM
Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn; My God do you learn ~ C.S. Lewis
// 12:38 AM
Sometimes.
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and reverse the order of my life that brought me to where I am right now. I could have changed so many things.
If I were to study harder, reflected on myself a bit more and not be so foolish, perhaps maybe right now I won't be as scarred as I would be if I were to close my heart for a while longer. If I had used my brain more than I used my heart, I wouldn't have caused hurt and alienated myself, and giving in to my own weaknesses rather than building up my own strength. If I had a clear mind on where I wanted to go, I wouldn't have been so down in the dumps for a period of time figuring out my future more than living in the present. If I had more sense and acknowledged all of my friendships and relationships and not put down one so as to build another, perhaps right now I wouldn't feel as insecure still. But all these made me who I am, and who I am going to become. Realizing all these isn't too late for me, I know, thankfully I am much more aware right now. Because He has ways of making you find out things about yourself and what you would be like. For that, I am thankful. (:
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