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Jul 19, 2011:


♥LaLa Land™
shh vee..


Dear diary,, Tue-dayy*19o711* .



JacquardJuly. ♥
Tuesdayy.
It's alright.. Everything's gonna be alright.
Dear God......


Woke up from another morose dream.
The word couldn't even begin to describe it
Saw how hysterical my parents were at the loss of their eldest.
Why? Had i not dreamt that, I guess I wouldn't know really..
How much he means to me.






My hatred completely wiped off of him with just a dream.
After all he did to me.
The anger i had because of him.
The desperation I felt for wanting him to disappear.

 
Vanished completely.
Gone without trace like a tear to sand.
Once leaving the eye.. rolling down cheeks..
Hits the ground & never the same one twice.


Too many things clouding my head once calm hits after a storm leaves.
Apart from the thoughts that have engraved itself in cement unpermitted.
A permanent residency. Illegal immigrants. Or were they always there..?
I wonder. Just a whole lot of nomads. Always there.. just never noticed.


Yet again.. running wild is my trail of thoughts.
Meaningless you should assume. It's true. =/
Forever irkingly painful as i worthlessly get them to stop..
More I try, more they fight back. Effects of an unfinished bottle of antibiotics.


Futile words.
Something's.. A billion things are stabbing my heart a million times over.
Butterflies everywhere. Vomitted out & exploding with luminous, vibrant colour.
& i died not saying a word.. to what matters.


Colourful? Yes. But,
Not one meaningful word.




Oh my dear God..
 oh my my my.. my my my my..
Stupid is i, & how i've missed you.
I swear I've missed you.


& i bite my tongue. Hold back the gloss.





TalkingToStars. ♥






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♫|Nostalgia| |Melancholy|♪