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I hate the fact that I miss people so much ~almost crying~. Question, no answer. Some people say that having some alcohol on board makes you forget about all of your problems. Is that true? From my point of view (yes mine), there are times when this method works and when it doesn’t. Right now I’ve been made to remember and it kills me. Why do things have to change? Why can’t relationships between people stay the same forever and ever and ever…? Something popped into my mind: what if there is no reason? Or is there? I wish time would stop and I could rewind it. ~thinking~ I’d “repair” so many things. Learn how to stay aside and watch from a certain spot where not everything could touch me.
And thus the word “miss” has become one of my “favourites”….but who cares? Saturday, 28 October 2006 02:35:46
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