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SHAHIRAH SHAJAHAN.
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And forget too little.

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G O D I S G R E A T.


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Sunday, January 17, 2010 { It sucks but what the heck. }



I pray that i never have to feel what Crystal Attenborough might've been feeling in that picture there, but sometimes, it just comes naturally and there is no way i can push that to someone/place else. It lives within me but i thought, and i thought. Why should I bother when they don't right? Because it only hurts me more to think that they forgot about me, even for a second. So let it go. So I will. I have a few whom i know i can depend on and from what i found on Shzn's blog, hopefully there are such people in my life, maybe i have had, or maybe there are yet to come. So let's just be happy with where i am right now and smile. smile. smile. And i bought my cd, the last piece available. Lucky me. So gebye.

Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder, don't you know, the hardest part is over, let it in. Let your clarity define you in the end, we'll only just remember how it feels. "R.Thomas-these small hours.

sairah.

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