Keep a diary and one day it'll keep you.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Just when I lose Hope, Hope comes for me.
There are moments where I'm
lost for words
.
Confused. Indecisive.
Fickle
.
Selfish. Irrational.
Weak.
I know I'm noone to this world.
But I'm grateful to know that I'm the world to some people.
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