Thursday, June 3, 2010

Girl, Interrupted

Got a feeling to write 'bout something.. something hides deep inside me.. something that exists but never shows up.. but I can't. don't know how.
Wondering: is it a life or a dream make me feel miserable? if it is a life, well...then it means I am fucked up. but if it is a dream then it's still hope I'll wake up some morning just with a shadowy memorial of a shity dream.. can't be life. My life is beautiful...( was beautiful? )

...and just got interruped some time a bad dream.


Im pretty sure it's just a dream. and I am just a girl in the middle of this shit - not even real girl, in the middle of not even real shit. Girl, Interruped.

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