Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sixth sense



Im sick of scratching myself.
I want to scratch the habit away but that just doesnt make sense.

I dont like indecisive people. I dont consider myself indecisive. Im just downright clueless.

Fickle-mindedness is just a charade we all play to make both sides happy. I hate merry making. Its fake. Cause you cant make everyone happy.

But i want to be happy. And try to stop being so invisible in peoples' eyes.
When will people start noticing me, i hav yet to find out.

This year has been the toughest.
If not for god, i might have just killed myself.

Might.

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