Saturday, February 5, 2005

Broken-winded

I woke up at 4:30 am. I have nothing to do in our orange house. So, i decided to go to the office even if it's my off. I checked my email. I knew it! He sent me an email.

"His words.. undying words..sweet words... lies! lies!"

Told myself gotta stop! It's easier said than done. I know, i'll get over it. I'd never indulge myself.. never again! Venom was never a sweet jazz. It was more of a potion... deceiving! alluring! misleading! deluding! desirable yet habitual!

In the absence of pleasure... there's tranquil.

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