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2009-03-16 5:28 PM But to lose all my senses... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: rebellious Read/Post Comments (1) "That is just so typically me.
You see my problem is this: I'm dreaming away Can't you see I'm a fool In so many ways" It's my right. To be this way, to feel like this, to make this decision. You can say what you like: that I'm dreaming, that I'm a fool that I've lost my senses. I'm not doing this because I want to fight you. I'm doing this because I know I want to. And I should do what I want. Ergo, its not about you. Its just about me and the rest of my life. I've made up my mind. On a sidenote, thank you. For telling me to always live with courage. Even if it means others call me a fool. Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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