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Saturday, January 30, 2010
Despair
5:16 AM


Familiarity, then warmth, which leads to the feeling that we are actually connected.
Uneasiness, then fear, which leads to the feeling that we are breaking apart.
How such foolish emotions lead the lives we have.

There's always those unexpected little things that you might do. Little they may seems but it's pretty huge to me. You wont probably know or understand that so i wont bother to say.

Opportunities. Chances. Probabilities. Their percentage was finally that near to perfection. And yet that mere, slight chance of it not happening actually happens. Everything just wont go as planned, will it?

Remorse. Regret. Realization. I hate it when it finally realize it's not going to be there anymore.

Foolish foolish human.


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