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Monday, March 05, 2007

"hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn"

-william shakespeare

now i know why people become emo so frequently. emo seems to be a culture, but it is indeed what someone feels. how else will you get to reveal your true feelings? true, feelings, emo or not, it's what someone will never understand. people didn't understand it first, so why should you? decency rejected, lady-likeness gone, maybe emo may do some good to the human race. let yourself be emo for one day, maybe you might understand how profound that feeling is. people never understood it.

memories treasured, promises told, did anyone tell you that perhaps you thought too much? did anyone tell you that sometimes what you do might just hurt a person? hurt turns into anger, anger turns into fury, fury rages out of control and that's what you get for doing things that you shouldn't have done. even those tears that was suppose to flow, won't flow anymore. frozen they are in their icicle glare. questions asked, curiosity set ablaze. things happens at the unlikely timing. makes you ponder why they did. lies, words of anger, all revealed. perhaps you're dumber than you seem. perhaps i'm smarter than i act. patience has a limit, and so do others. jaded i am. hurt i shall not be. promises were made, but broken. lies were told, but not unspoken. emotions at stake, but you never realised. maybe it didn't occur to you that the next closer thing to someone is friendship, the next person someone can turn to is a friend. parents don't understand, neither do you. lies may be told for a reason, controversies sparked. once, twice, thrice more times. what can i say? equanimity do run thin you know?
dreams, wishes, hopes, and plain happiness were once yesterday. that once pleasure in brightening your day seems long forgotten. must have misjudged on the shelf-life haven't they? may they be frozen. all those wasted tears. maybe they were right. maybe the passport has been extended once too many times. throw away the passport, get the new pass. i once thought the renewing will never happen again, oh how wrong i was. maybe it's time for me to upgrade. when things get old, they require upgrading. when memories get filled, they require rebooting. maybe it might all be solved, if i didn't waste the space on earth. hmm.

songofobsession:
none;tooemotohaveany.

spinning a tale ; @ 2:50 pm
hidden agendas and stolen kisses;