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Name's Iffa and I bet, your cat can't get any irritating than mine
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Since 16th June 2010
Scream

Tuesday, October 14, 2008, 4:32 AM



RESULTS.

Expectations. Faith. Hope. Somehow, it seems to be slipping away. It's hard to put up a smile. It's hard to just look at the paper. It's hard to be in my shoes. And I'm sorry. Just sorry.

I've never cried that way, before. Some really comfort hugs, thanks. I just need to find at LEAST SOMETHING to make me happy. To make me, sane(not) again. With no one, no one whom I can actually just rest my head on one's shoulders and just...just...be somewhere, to get out of this mess. One that I dont have to hide my inner fear and just LET GO. LET GO AND JUST BE FREE. Free? Free to be who I wanna be. Free to lose control (again). It's difficult, it really is.


I just want to pick up the phone, and dial a number I can dial, anytime. But I can't. Why?
I don't know.
I'm looking for that answer too.
Still looking.

Just hold tight,
it'll be alright.
Hold on tightly,
and you'll get to see a brighter day.
Way way,
Brighter.
I hope.
I wish.
I want.
I crave.
I need.