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Jeff Lim ; 3rd July
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The feeling that I'm aware, is more helplessness than cowardice. I peel off my frail consciousness slowly, so my footsteps won't make a sound Becoming ashes, scattering into tiny pieces. I ask my subconsciousness... What more? Tears starts to fall, without a trace..



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Saturday, May 19, 2007
".lost."


Just found out a while ago that she either deleted her blog or changed her address. I don't understand why. Is there a need to do all these? Sigh. I'm lost. I miss her. I don't dare to say I'm a good guy. But at least I love her the best I can. I save the best for her. But it seems like it all doesn't matter to her now. It's hard. It's hard to find someone to talk to about all these. Everyone thinks differently. Feel so uptight. Still having fever. But it doesn't matter. Going to the beach later in the evening. I always tell people. Time will heal your heart. Time will take care of everything. But I never ever said that to myself. To me, time represently how long a person is hurt, is suffering. I got no mood for anything. Everyday seem meaningless. Life seems to fade away. Drifting apart everyday. Lost the will to live......