Monday, July 25, 2011



If only things were normal. That was it.
I don't like thinking, because my mind automatically goes to the good times. But you see, it is usually overpowered by all the bad.
The thing I hate the most, is that all the bad could have been prevented, but it's too late.

There's something about the shiny cloud on the right, and the dark one on the left I like.
I don't see to remember my dreams anymore, I'd like to sleep for a while, thanks.

We're smiling but we're close to tears.

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