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Monday, February 15, 2010

On the bus home last night ,
i remembered that i had a nightmare on the first day of new year .
Although i could not remember the details ,I knew that it has got to be you.
For the past few years , every time i dreamt of you , i would always end in tears or fear when i woke up .
While listening to the songs on the bus , i could barely remember the happy memories between us . Barely .
Instead i was reminded of the bad memories of me being the only one alone in the living room , crying silently . No one was there to take a look until i cried really loud .

"Abandoned" by people isnt really a good feeling .

I could not cry on the bus as mummy was beside me .
All i could do was to hold my tears ,watch the scenery and the night sky on the bus while listening to emo music that console my weeping heart .

I AM GRUMPY.
2/15/2010 11:32:00 AM


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      theGrumpyToast is very grumpy. Beware, this toast bites.

      Cheryl Yong
      16 Nov 90
      Scorpio

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