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"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye."
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My name is Renald. A profile? That's troublesome.
If I had to say something, I wished I didn't exist. Screw humans and their own stupid problems.
Sometimes I wonder why the hell I even bother to try and make people happy, or whatever.
Most of them wouldn't appreciate the effort, or even take notice.
I wish I'd just sleep and never wake up. Stuck in dream forever, doing whatever I want. Inception anyone?
I'm not sure whether all those sweet memories and fun times I've had could make up for the disappointment I feel I've been thus far.
The times I've been drove to the edge, feeling almost insane. The pain being unbearable.
Be careful what you wish for? I don't know. Well.. dont regret your life and what you make of it.
Tresure the present, because they will never come back again.
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Until then, goodbye.
11:23 PM Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Edit : Please don't be fooled by the first paragraph. I have an explanation.
Edit 2: If you can't stand emotional bullshit, skip to paragraph 3 now. Why? Why not me? A chance. Its all I need, I'll take it. I just don't want to live like this anymore. I'm not who I wanted myself to be. There's just full of nothing, and nothing. I really really hate myself. There's no point in doing anything, anything. Day by day, just wasting my life away. I just want someone to be truly truly happy. Not just a stint of laughter. Not just a fake smile to everyone. Someone who is really happy in everything he does. Just knowing, just just knowing I was the person there to make that someone so happy. I can't see it. I don't even know why I'm being emotional. Its not like I'm gonna die anytime soon. But really, I don't want to live the life I have. For some reason. Everybody's got their problems I know. And I have the least of it. "Don't know what he's got"? I don't know what I've got. I'm not fit to judge at all. Just to let you know I've regained my sanity. The first paragraph was a bunch of crap I don't know what I was talking about. The second one was somewhere between sane and emo. Sanemo. There you go. A lame joke for you. I have reason to believe I'm myself again. So its 11.37pm, and I'm not yet asleep. Surprise, surprise. Ahh, my life is kinda boring. I want to get a job. A REAL JOB. Nah, I doubt that'd help my boring life in any way. Hmm, someone happy huh. LIGHTBULBZ. I'll make a checklist. To.. make me feel better about myself. To keep my life on track. Make sure I know what I'm doing you know? Ah. Sigh. You know, sometimes I really wonder what I'd be like if that fateful day turned out differently. Would I be more happy, more daring, more caring, more.. me? I figure I probably would. But, fact of the matter is, that day was that day. From the moment I got out of that vehicle, my future was this. For better or for worse, I've yet to know. Well, until another fateful day. I'll be living the life one decision brought me. -Renald Nobody reads this crap anymore do they. ▲ |