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coincidences
what a strange one yesterday was. for the most part i was lost and confused and pretty darn unhappy. and it didn't seem like the day would become any better, having worked past 8 o'clock. but it did get better. in a twist of fate it got pretty interesting.
friend
i may not be the best friend a person could be, but i want her to know that she could count on me to listen.
hari raya
he had eyes like none of us had seen before. the kind that tell a thousand stories. of heartbreak and hope. his eyes were a stark contrast to his youthful appearance. he said he won't be celebrating raya with his families. and his friends, well, semua orang balik kampung so 'berayalah' sorang2 dia dekat kuala lumpur. my eyes welled up (i told ya i was sentimental these days).
disjunction
life has come to a point where i can't distinguish between what's real and what isn't. i no longer see the line between the two; and there are gaps here and there, things beyond what i could understand. certain things i just can't fathom and it's slowly killing me, i know it is.
what a strange one yesterday was. for the most part i was lost and confused and pretty darn unhappy. and it didn't seem like the day would become any better, having worked past 8 o'clock. but it did get better. in a twist of fate it got pretty interesting.
friend
i may not be the best friend a person could be, but i want her to know that she could count on me to listen.
hari raya
he had eyes like none of us had seen before. the kind that tell a thousand stories. of heartbreak and hope. his eyes were a stark contrast to his youthful appearance. he said he won't be celebrating raya with his families. and his friends, well, semua orang balik kampung so 'berayalah' sorang2 dia dekat kuala lumpur. my eyes welled up (i told ya i was sentimental these days).
disjunction
life has come to a point where i can't distinguish between what's real and what isn't. i no longer see the line between the two; and there are gaps here and there, things beyond what i could understand. certain things i just can't fathom and it's slowly killing me, i know it is.
posted by (nothingness) at 15:16
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hmm, i thought i made a pretty sweet post. nothing abt grief or misfortune
both of u have confused me.
i gave up trying to read setan's comment. lack the patience. my eyes are not what they used to be.
anyhoo, i think it's fine that you can't really distinguish between what's real and what's not. what's life without confusion anyways? to those people who got it all figured out, good for them. for those who are still searching, well, enjoy the ride!
selamat hari raya =)
i suppose you're right, it's not necessarily a bad thing, even if i do feel like i've lost my mind at times.
thank you.
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