It's a game. It has many versions. All about it is not real. All except for pain. Then why do I keep coming back for it? I dont like hurt. Maybe it's a lie too. Maybe I like it. I don't want to like it anymore. I just want to be drifted and let go. I want to be weak in Him.

22nd July 2010

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Our differences are the ones that make what we have amazing. We manage to stay close despite the thing that tell us apart.

Our differences are the ones that make what we have amazing. We manage to stay close despite the thing that tell us apart.