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I like it like that
Sunday, November 29, 2009{ 5:56 AM }

that night after the club
i cried myself till i was calm enough to sleep
cuz i realised
that the life i thought i had
that screwed up piece of shitty life i've been living for the past three damn years
it's finally, finally gone
oh that long bridge between the 16 year old self
confident, secure, ambitious, bursting with ideas and things to do, curious about the world,
brilliantly self assure
to the soon to be 20 year old self.
the way i am right now
not as innocent and pure as my 16 year old self
a bit more broken
a bit less believing
a bit afraid to invest her heart into anything
a bit more secrets to hide
but finally, again
confident. secure. ambitious.
not quite the same person
oh but i'll grow
those ugly people that have scarred me for the past three years
those demons that haunt me and beat me down for three years
they are gone, gone. gone.




i can finally be free again.
nothing to hurt me to that degree for a long, long time.
no more, no more.


i loved once