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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
"Alien Xuf on-the-line" the life here seems so weird that sometimes you will learn that the things you love to do most may just become something you hate the very next moment frustration everywhere loop holes retribution i dunno what this life is about so confused and at times really idiotic does all adults become skeptical after interacting with more adults (so what's the point of so-called socialising?) in short, people are just like this anyway --selective-- (or rather retarded) they accept the bad and horrible stuff like a sponge they accept the good as well but in a way comparable to attempting to squeeze water out of pebbles i think this is the hundredth or thousandth time that i say i hate the human race human reading this please forgive me afterall i am just an alien who accidentally fell to this cold hard blue-green planet (sorry mum, i know that's like an insult to ya) (and complain tt i'm going nuts again:P) i'm so irritated with everything so pissed with nothing i need an outlet to scream, cut and cry why do we have to make the lifes of others so difficult when we can actually make things better and simple i'm no nice sweetie pie i may not curse out loud but i have so much crap in me that my face spells "@%/*$#^!" i dunno what i want to do next or where i will stop in the end and this troubles me really badly like a mini volcano errupting into nothing i'm so stress over tiny stuff that i'm becoming smaller and smaller each n every day that passes by nothing that goes in comes out.. everything is just squashed up inside compressing to almost infinity sick and blue deep down maybe the supposedly seeming cool and calm oceans afterall had to faces all the thrashy problems and only when pollutions starts endangering your life than you start to panic and freak out and suddenly become interested really exhausted now. left with nothing much inside me guess i've emptied everything out dried up in a sense where people who matters still matters things are sort of different yet simply still the same everyone has different way of caring and sharing dont impose your thoughts on me nothing is difficult to understand what matters is how much effort you are willing to put in. i may not understand many thoughts of many i may not entend the care and concern that's expected i may not perform many duties which were expected endless "may" but that doesnt matter i will just stick with my puny brain and perform whatever it tells me to *i know i can run thousand miles if i want cuz i'm just different (or weird)* Xuf: tear-drop from the heaven'Sky » |