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October 31, 2011
Salvation @ 5:50 AM

Inside each person lies an abyss, a place that is quite difficult to discover. If life becomes unbearable, he will shield himself in that abyss, and who knows if he will return. Some people will come out alive, and a few unfortunate ones fall too deep and become lost. Don't let their outward appearance fool you, as they may try to act like their former selves, but the actuality is, the REAL truth is that — they've escaped to that deep place inside, protecting themselves from both physical and mental anguish...

July 7, 2011
Nobody Pretending, Just Being @ 1:53 AM

And when it rains, I feel so much smaller. So fragile, so dispirited. I sometimes feel as if there's not enough time for people to understand everything there is to know about me; that there's not enough time for them to see things how I see them, and feel them how I feel them. There's not enough time to relate. I just want people to relate to, without having to turn myself inside out and back to front in order for them to, well — understand anything there is to understand about me.

May 13, 2011
Jane Doe @ 3:00 AM

While glaring at my reflection in the mirror, I thought — what a charming pretense, but what lies within?
Who are you wearing this mask for?
...Why?

Those could be answered but I would prefer not to. A few know the actuality but dare not to dive into the depth of the unfamiliar strangeness.
Because sometimes, what you know can kill you.

August 23, 2010
Night Time @ 4:37 PM

Steady walking but bound to trip,
should release but just tighten my grip

July 29, 2010
Sometimes I Still Miss Her @ 8:26 PM

Our interconnections was unpredictable and not anticipated. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that question you plenty, those whom bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. Let me ask you, will you go back? To something obscure — back to the fictitious world you viewed in such gloomy light?

I don't know.

July 18, 2010
Ice In My Veins @ 1:43 AM

I'm notably self-indulgent and I'm not sure if that's inconvenient for him. Unreasonably suspicious, senseless words, or better yet, no words at all. I'm afraid of someone entering with a more rational mindset and they'll just take you away from me. Seconds, minutes, hours, days. With my presence, I just want yours, and yours only. A particular feeling with unparalleled sights, and an illiberal persona with an ounce of problematic thoughts. The prelude had such blissful notes, but what a sad epilogue — for me anyway. I'm in this room by choice. Loathsome odors and slightly unfamiliar people whom I don't associate with? If I can avoid it, then by all means, I will.

May 4, 2010
All That Glitters Is Not Gold @ 2:18 PM

... To masquerade my troubles and perhaps cheer myself up, today, I bought this extremely gorgeous vintage ring. I rarely wear rings because my fingers are petite, but I think I'll be adding them to the wardrobe now. I just have to find rings that adjustable and everything will be fine. The seller describes her shop as "... a halfway house for rare, esoteric, and elegant homeless findings of the distant past." I am starting to love vintage items, so I'm content that I was able to get my hands on it.

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