Saturday, August 19, 2006


I hate reminiscing. It's pointless and makes me sad. My mind needs to compartmentalise itself. The past has to be padlocked, and its key thrown into the open sea (never found).
I abhor my tears. I'd revel in self-pity then spit at my sorry state in disgust. Why is fear such a hinderance now? I used to be stronger than this. I am thoroughly shamed.

she waxed lyrical - 11:46 PM


Comments:
er. eh. no linking please. thnx. -vane
 
Gee... Hang in there! The Past haunts us all... My hp is on 24/7 so ya noe the number when ya need a listenin ear... Yeah... Hope ya feelin better by the time ya read this... Heh...
 
hey,
don't be too upset, always look at the past as learning opportunities. some things can make us cringe and want to slap ourselves but there's no way of turning back time. keep your eye on the horizon babe. tomorrow can only get better:)
 
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