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Sitting on the swing, Dreaming of that last memory.

Saturday, October 31, 2009
Lonely Life

hahah.
Lonely as Usual
it seems like weeks have passed
and i am still here complaining.
My mother & father has been doing her same nagging over my bad "habits"
and so on.
Going home alone,
seems so usual.
Like an everyday thing.
Being on the com,
doesn't give me any interest any more.
I also don't know why i am on the com in the first place.
Looking at that long list of Msn Friends,
i can't choose any of them to chat to.
I am just too unfriendly.
hais,
or issit that long list of friends just seem like a bunch of strangers instead?
(no offence)
hais,
hais.
All i can do is sigh and sigh all day .
Getting older each day.
Going to school doean't even interest me anymore.
I was like felt alone.
No one in class would call me
as i was also that Random person when u talk to .
Everyday seems so routine
that i can only go back to cry on my bed.
That every so soft pillow.
MINE. (:




ツ The Wind Blows By,
Sweeping my Tears Away .
Of That Last Memory.

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The name is ALLY. Pronounced similar to Alley but I don't live in alleys and neither could I be found there.
A Day-Dreamer ,
~ Cookie LOVER
& Full Time Canoeist.

Sitting on that Swing ,
I had flashbacks of
the Past, Present & Future .
Like Everything was Repeating itself
Once More .
But ,
That 3 year old Childish Me
Was Not there
Anymore .


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