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Why don't you be the artist and make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Weeks ago, I had this really wonderful but depressing dream... Okay, my dreams are like, totally weird. All of them involve places, but they're like, two placed meshed into one. So it's like, WMS for one, then suddenly I get some really weird place, like out of Final Fantasy or something. Yeah, had that dream once... But this time, it was purely at home, in Malaysia. It may sound really cheesy and all, but the dream was about going back in time, as in, me.
I actually saw everyone in like, the year 1996 or something. More than 10 years ago. It brought about nostalgia, and of course, sadness somehow, 'cause it's like, I went back in time, more than a decade ago, and saw everything as it should have been before everything happened. The same old couch that used to be there, the place where the piano was put, the old black chair. It's like, everything was still there, and everyone was younger. I really couldn't believe what I was dreaming about.
Now that I look back on it, what would I really do if I went back in time? Would it be able to change who I am today? Or would it just turn my future upside down? Would I be the person I am now? Or would I be worse? Better maybe? You'll never know... All these questions will never have answers. I remember speaking to a friend, about questions that I don't want to answer. Most of it being personal, of course. But then he mentioned that every question has its answer. It's just a matter of if I wanted to answer it from the bottom of my heart or not.
He also mentioned alot of insightful stuff, and, no, I haven't forgotten. But the sad thing is, after he said that, it's like, he totally disappeared out of my life. Same with another friend. Yeah, so, it's sad, that people who might have come to be so important to me just up and leave, and walk out of my life, as if I never existed. It's like this switch that just turns their memory off when it comes to me, or something. I'm not cursed to live like this, I'm sure, but it upsets me, that I don't know what's going on, and people aren't telling me what I'm doing wrong.
It really hurts...
the origin.8:11 PM
What they say about me.
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Tell me what you want to hear...
entries;
myself;
shouts;
links;
my past;
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