Tuesday, October 6, 2009

I don't remember when I got sick.

Tragedies, I may write them but I refuse to live one.

I will use all my strength to my dying breath, so that no one will recall the story of my life as a sad one. I don't care if it's full of mistakes just as long as there is a few moments of true happiness and content.


No more unrest.

Even if I can't fulfill that wish, maybe I can at least fulfill it for another.





Death seems more real. Well it always seems when you see it so close.

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