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Sebastian

Call me crazy,
Call me mad.
Call me whatever,
I don't really care
This is my paradise,
this is my voice
And if you're kind,
don't deprive me of my choice
I need to express,
so please don't make me suppress
There's always this little red cross
at the top of your screen
Do feel free to click it if you think I'm mean
Because honestly, this is me
And I am free
To do whatever I wish! :D

You were warned.. :P

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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Someday hopefully, I'll have a story to tell..

History never looks like history when you're living through it. It always looks confusing and messy, and it always feels uncomfortable.

Some questions are probably best left unasked. I know I should push them aside and wait for life to unfold its mysteries. When I grow old, and as I tell my story, will I remember the doubts and endless questioning? Or will I have forgotten the silent longings; will they wash away like footprints on an ocean shore? Or perhaps I'll be telling the same young fool the same things I get so tired of hearing from others.

As I stand on this side, with no clear sense of direction. I'm right in the middle of messiness and confusion. I still have so many questions/ When will I know? How would I know?
Is this story going to be worth telling?

big questions asked.. But will the answers be good? Will there even be answers?

hmmm..
only God knows, and time will tell.

{you are my light}