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Wednesday, March 22, 2006
@ 8:55 PM
i juz wonder... wat happens if one day, all hope is destroyed, all form of motivation lost, all dreams shattered? will u continue? if u've picked urself up, with that little fragile self u are, and u fall again, will u ever be able to get up again? where'll that motivation to carry on, the dream u wanna fulfil, the hope u cling on everyday come from then? i prayed last nite, and received this answer. i dunno, am i destined to live life this way? juz wat's wrong? i feel like a jerk, yet i feel helpless... i dunno... argh wat's e pt of blogging if there's so much stuff u wanna say but so much u cant... thaoithaiothataiojnagkngkl;ngalna;hewtanogeanwojn
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soothaiowehtitwmuchaowetoh....

the words i wanna say is in there. whichever person has got more time den when the cows come home can go and find out wat i wanna say. yea.

can i swear?

i guess not.

nvm.

life sucks.

terminally.

he left a mark