itsHER
the girl next door


nguggy.
16; sydney. a relatively good girl. feeling like she has a lot to say yet doesn't know how. So maybe these stories and scribbles of thoughts might turn out pointless to you. Maybe You'll dig some meaning out of them. Or maybe, you'll maybe one day even think and feel like she does. Maybe one day, you'll finally truly understand. Maybe you could even tell them for her. Just maybe. xx_.

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Dear you,

because sometimes i don't know how to get you anymore;
because it was always you. && somehow i hope it always will be.
PPJjunior

nothing is permenant; but change.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Beware...

the world contains many laughter yet tears. joy and pain. celebration as well as mourning.

BEWARE.

for we are all conforming.

Conformity is the process by which an individual's attitudes, beliefs, and behaviors are influenced by other people. This influence occurs in both small groups and society as a whole, and it may be the result of subtle unconscious influences, or direct and overt social pressure. ?

the world is conforming and i don't know whether to laugh or cry about it. I adore daises. Like people, they are all the same yet different. We are all the same, we yearn for something. Love? Hope? Happiness? I guess i earn for smiles. All the daises are dying, disappearing whilst being replaced by such complicated breeds. But do not fret, for i shall plant some more.
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I wanted to quest for my identity. I guess now i know; yet i don't know. Honestly, am I a bitch? I wont say I'm not, i'll let you judge for yourself. BACK to my thing... I guess what forms me is all the things people say about me. I've become what others expect. Am i letting myself down because others assume that i am not as capable as i truly am ? do i act like the happy vibrant child because people have always known of me to be that way ? I honestly don't know myself anymore. what do i want? how am i feeling?

i guess i can say that everyone has made me become what i am today, because i am no longer who i am, no longer 1, but someone who is formed from everyone?
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im so stressed out, so tired- yet not bothered to make any changes. right now, i feel like my life is such a failure? subject selection. && can't make up my mind. im 15- stop giving me such decisions. im really bad at and with them. english assignment. need to get started, but things just seem to get in the way .
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lalala ~ i want icecream , my post doesnt even make sense o.o

xx_.
nguggy


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