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Friday, May 04, 2007
10:37 PM
I should stop searching. Why? Because what's lost cannot be found.
Then how? Build again lorh. How to build? Don't know. Go search on the internet. "How to build a broken bond before it's gone?"
Think that previous post is written in vain. ]:
How? Don't know. Go search the internet lorh.
Why? Because you can find a billion things there.
Why? Because people post them up.
Why? Because people want to share their experiences.
Why? Because don't want you to make the same mistakes as they did.
Why? Because it hurts.
Why? Because when you've given your heart to doing something but it doesn't turn out the way you wish it'd turn out, the disappointment kills what little hope you've held on to.
Why? Because this is life.
Why? Because life's a bitch.
Why? Because life made bitchy friends.
Why? Because many people tried taking their lives.
Why? Because of manymany reasons.
Why? Because they can't cope with whatever's happening.
Why? Because they don't have a will strong enough.
Why? Because they don't have someone to keep them going.
Why? Because life's a bitch and doesn't want them to go on.
Why? Because they'll end up giving their lives away.
Why? Because that's how it goes.
Why? Because I'm writing it all down to prove that everything in the world is inter-related.
Why? Because what goes around comes around.
Why? Because that's the way things are.
Why? Because you're reading this.
Why? Because I've written it.
Why? Because I am trying my best not to be upset.
Why? Because there's a reason for me to be upset.
Why? Because people want me to be.
Why? Because they're selfish.
Why? How I know!
Me thinks sexy is sexy.
Why? Because sexy isn't yxes.
Goodbye.