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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Talked to a friend on the phone ystd until 4am or so.

No wonder my throat's screwed

and my mum isn't helping matters by coughing in my face when she talks to me!

I shudder at the thought of having an open relationship, really.

its... too much of leaving things to chance!

and im too uptight anyhow.

Every single thing that we do is proof of something.

Not everything needs to be spoken out loud and not everything needs to be kept under wraps.

Proof ;

breathing, eating, thinking, heart pumping, its all proof that we're alive. It's not necessary to say : OH IM BREATHING AND THINKING

cause if you do, that's just...weird.

A turbulence of emotions. Anger. Fear. Love. Happiness. Pain. It's proof that we are human and that we make mistakes. Proof that we have a heart.

and yes when necessary : im not happy with the way youre doing things.

you don't expect everyone to be mind-readers right!?

To validate our existence we do things to show we are HERE, NOW. Do things that will make a mark, somehow. Have relationships. Get excellent grades. Climb mountains. Dive in the sea. Travel across the world. We all want to be remembered.

And I?

I want to be remembered.

I rather it be good things but bad things are okay too, cause I know the good and bad all make up a part of me.

But favour ah.

ONLY FAMILY AND BF CALLS ME BABY AHHHH

*glares at Nad*