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Monday, August 18, 2008
funny.
i tried so hard to cry again today, but i just couldn't.
it was beguiling.
there just weren't any sense of grief or despair. neither was there a sense of hopelessness.

i just can't cry for you anymore.

on the contrary, i feet anger - dark, haunting and hollow.
i want so much to hurt and inflict pain.
i want to destroy.
i want to erase.

funny, just to know how strong i am right now.


melodrama aside, decide to blog again. woo, celebrate.

5:00 PM, i wrote.
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