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I don't feel very well. I think I feel very lost. Missed chances, confused heart, not being able to tell the truth.

If I said the truth, what would happen? Or is hiding just as good as anything?

I'm dreaming about those dreamy eyes

( I wanted angsty lyrics, but the angst has gone. Have hopeful lyrics instead. )

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Breaking down, breaking apart. Thinking of past decisions, wishing I'd gone a different way. Thinking of a time when nobody seemed to care, when it would have been okay to... Knowing somewhere inside, things are for the best, things happen for a reason, no matter how much this hurts, has been hurting, probably will keep hurting... But surely everything will be okay, one day. Whatever happens, we learn. And there will be someone to heal the part of me I won't show. Eventually. There's always that part of me there, somebody helped me mend before, but they can't do anything this time. And there's nothing I can do about that. I'm not broken yet, I'm not down or out. It hurts, but I can live. It's just so hard to wait. There will be someone. Surely everything...

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That was cryptic entry no. 2. 3 people should have a vague idea of what I was talking about.

Feeling a little buzzed right now. n.n Blue WKD. :3 This is the good life, I have an empty glass of WKD by my side, my GB playlist on [read: Muse and The Killers] and am just waiting for a game to finish so I can join n.n Wait it's finished =DDD [ETA: >_>;; I played awfully...]

Manchester should be okay... So I will be there. =D

My combats are fixed. they no longer have holes in the knees or my legs. :3

And the floor is quite nice.