Tuesday, August 10, 2004

i hate waiting. i am so sick of waiting.
i hate tuesday. hate thursday. hate sunday.
i hate. i hate. i hate.
i hate crossing my fingers wishing that a miracle will appear.
i hate pretending as a passerby.
i hate making detours. walking a thousand miles.
i hate acting nonchalant. as if i don't care.
i hate being the annie now.




`it's easier to be said than done.
the light i'm searching for is so ambiguous.


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