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fodder

the pebbles you've arranged,
in the sand they're strange.
they speak to me like constellations,
as we lie here.

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    • Wednesday, December 06, 2006

    And They
    Told Me I Don't
    Need To Worry

    I do hope bad endings herald
    better beginnings.

    It's not the effects that the C+
    have on my grades that are
    fucking eating my brains out. It's
    the telling of how little I can do
    and how much I can't that is.

    Oh, I wanna jump into that pool
    now.

    My realisations are playing
    "Too Fast Too Furious with me.
    My sister is an inspiration
    sometimes; she knows
    contentment well and no one
    taught her. It's like a
    predisposition she's been
    blessed with. No wonder we
    aren't close despite being coped
    up in the same bedroom for
    the past 17 years (and
    counting...).

    Anyway, I should stop writing
    and take a nap and hopefully
    wake up in the right mood for
    some mambo jumbo. It was
    planned pretty long ago and I
    want to keep to my word.

    16:11

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