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Scribbling [a] Runaway History


Like Shakespeare in Love


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I'm Sylvia. I enjoy the company of good friends and food.
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Sunday, 13 June 2010
I'm ready
A kind intention. A string of great acts. Little but powerful words. A gradual departure. An awkward goodbye.

'Perception is reality.' Still remember that smug look on his face when I heard that.

Interestingly, I just got this feeling I just fell to the bottom of a list - but because I was told I fell; I pushed a name to the top of my list.

I have this urge. This urge to hurt myself. Urge to hurt so bad I'll cry and just let go of every ambition and desire that I may have or hold on to.

Come to think of it - its kinda plausible, though unreasonable and dumb. Maybe this hurt may save me the effort of hurting others around me.

Or maybe I'm living in self denial all over again. It sucks. But my whole life seems unpromising right now. This hurt may just be my escapade from more hurt that I may face in reality.

I hate to reveal any form of desperation - but I feel it arising within me. I guess. Its almost time I face my problems with the purest of thoughts and prepare to be lashed.
I'll give myself some time now. Just some time.
To build more than just a wall of courage. But more than that.

At this juncture - I often wish for some thing I can rely on. But more often than not, such reliance may only give me more reason to run away.

Never giving in to whatever sadness that surrounds me. Can I?
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