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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Monday, May 08, 2006
jerine♥, 5:06 PM

cliche? i call it BULLSHIT.

people say that when one door of happiness closes, another opens.
but often at times we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.

this is NOT always true.
more often than not, when i am looking forward to something, god slams the door in my face.
when that happens, im stunned.
(why is He doing this to me? will it be the same when i go to heaven? will i even go to heaven?)
i go around in search of another door that will take me in.
do i see one? NO.
even if i do, it is often out of reach.
or something dark and mysterious. like its gonna swallow me...

so i am trapped in a room all alone, surrounded by closed doors.
everyone is on the other end.
im trying soooo desperately to get there.
instead, im pushed by some fucking "invisible force".
its driving me to a lonesome corner.
forcing me to be alone.
the pain that is inflicted upon me is not understood.

im drifting further and further.
and there is no one to save me.
on one can hear my cries.
im all alone in this empty world of mine.





im depressed.
desperate.



help......
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