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Saturday, July 04, 2009

as i sit with my cigs and a cup of tea, i decided to enter a post.

trying to catch up with my trian of thoughts i wonder. what exactly am i searching for? what was it actually i wanted to rant about? blogging never seem so difficult. never it seem so open. i have always been okay with sharing. My thoughts that is. However, the urge to blog has been rather overwhleming but on the other hand something is stopping me.

i lighted up another ciggy . this time every breath i exhale i feel my words disappear into thin air.

i had a talk with my self. i asked, why? why i couldn't let go like how i use to? chicken? i sure am not . i paused.
this time with the ciggy in between my lips, i started...
i am fully aware i have let go. i promised myself not to get a replacement. but i got one free of charged. i didn't technically asked for it. but yeah.
i stopped.

continuein with a fresh new stick, i stared blankly. what was that all about. was i paranoid? was it just a routine? oh heck with it. i sat back continuein my cig with a grinn slapped on my face i hit publish. (:


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