Thursday, May 03, 2007
To meet is to start the journey of parting
Glancing about randomly,
I was bugged by the scars of some people's past.
I guess everyone leads a double life somehow.
They may appear to be confident about how life should be,
but they maybe always worrying about the next step they should take,
or just be paranoid over nothing.
Are we just all alike?
I read a statement made by someone.
People who are blissful share a same history,
but people who are not has lots to tell.
I kind of agree to it.
The people who I meet that are really blissful are people who care practically about nothing.
They live life that way and accept it the way life present herself to the individual.
I can't really say much about the other type of people.
Which group of people do you belong?
I had a shock of my life yesterday when someone sms me to ask how was I.
That person has never really bothered about me so you can imagine what my expression was.
I was like rubbing my eyes as I stared at the screen of the phone again.
This scene reminds of me of something that once took place ages ago.
Why do the events seem to be a parallel to each other?
It's just me right?
The knot being finally untied
Thanks for the ride
Glancing about randomly,
I was bugged by the scars of some people's past.
I guess everyone leads a double life somehow.
They may appear to be confident about how life should be,
but they maybe always worrying about the next step they should take,
or just be paranoid over nothing.
Are we just all alike?
I read a statement made by someone.
People who are blissful share a same history,
but people who are not has lots to tell.
I kind of agree to it.
The people who I meet that are really blissful are people who care practically about nothing.
They live life that way and accept it the way life present herself to the individual.
I can't really say much about the other type of people.
Which group of people do you belong?
I had a shock of my life yesterday when someone sms me to ask how was I.
That person has never really bothered about me so you can imagine what my expression was.
I was like rubbing my eyes as I stared at the screen of the phone again.
This scene reminds of me of something that once took place ages ago.
Why do the events seem to be a parallel to each other?
It's just me right?
The knot being finally untied
Thanks for the ride
i know that i have loved you ... at 5/03/2007 10:46:00 am
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities