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Sunday, September 28, 2008
" stagnant ; 9:06 PM "

i always wonder why it's never me. why i never get those moments, those picture perfect ones. either i'm seriously lacking in them, or i lost the camera somewhere along the way.

and it kills me, sedates me and throws me into the river. an invalid. and it eats me up inside, as i see other lives flourish and i see this stagnant girl staring back at me in the mirror. it's difficult. it's nothing i can make sense of anymore.

how does He pick and choose.

i no longer understand , i never did to begin with. i don't know anymore. sometimes i wonder if time will tell. sometimes i wonder if time's gonna play nice with me. sometimes. shit that, everytime.

i don't know what they consider beauty. all i know is, somehow, i'm never it.



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