Friday, April 30, 2004
[11:26 PM]

i hate 2 faces. and i mean it. deep down im aching. as in really aching. swelling tremendously. twisting every corners of itself. i hate 2 faces. it was made worse when people of such actually point their fingers at you calling you backstabber. same old story. and im sick of it. day by day... one by one... gave the signs calling me to buzz off. i knew exactly what it mean. or do i? what did i do to deserve such a treatment? i know what i did. too much to even be thought of. but tears are just too hard to be forced out lately. as a matter of fact, im not sad. im angry. and that anger just kept on building up like it does not know the limits. of course it doesnt. im trying my best to be a better person. but people are not giving me the chance to do so. still im the one to be blamed. paradoxic minds. why must it be me? there are more irritating people outside that should have been in my place instead. the reality of a justified world they call it. i wanna leave this fuckened world. fuckening every second the clock ticks. i have got enough. une person for une year is enough. i dont need 3 of such.



mink. ciao.
ciao forever. i guess.


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