two7zero3

Friday, May 13, 2011

this is going to be one complete incoherent babble.
yes i am warning you.
well. lost thinking about stuff. that seems to be how writing on the blog is. always thinking writing. penning down word which don't mean much. i really have no idea where i'm headed this time. its pretty much a very sad story again. i don't like sad stories. do you? maybe no one likes them. but they will appear. they will be experienced and they will no longer just be vivid imaginations. what was i to say. i never understood what was happening. its kind of saddening when you try. and then it does not work. not once. not twice. it goes on and on. like the carousel in sick cycle carousel. its one sick cycle. and we're not getting off it for awhile. wish i could though. wish. the one with the magical tinge to it. the special sounding one. and hope. the one that has a more it wouldn't happen feel to it. hopefully. i can get something done later. i think i might actually be feeling tired. but nothing ever happens. and i still try to study. why am i typing all this. why am i sitting here in the corner of the room. staring. i wanted to say 4 walls. but it isn't that. its this screen i am furiously typing away to. i wonder what has become. how can words that others say become so strong. its sad when friends can no longer be friends. and when it all begins to feel randomly distant. it only is awkward if you make it so. really? never knew that. maybe it has some truth to it. maybe. then again it might not and we would just be misled. this whole thing is just sweeping past for me. yet it doesn't seem to come out right with you. and it doesn't seem to want to resolve things. eventually everyone will move on. certain times you would have that nostalgic feeling about the past. this feeling. it can only come around when you've moved on. else it would not be called nostalgia. more of seriously sad. yes. so did i end up making any sense to you? i'm very well sure of the fact that i have not. might i hazard a guess. answering my own question. how very original. then again. the questions were meant to be stupid. ohwell. this verbal diarrhea has to come to a close sometime. well i was thinking why not now. really.


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