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

THREE.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
So, a day before i found out, i was at work experience.
That particular day, we were assigned to watch Jo dissect some gala's to remove its crop and contents in order to identify the reason of death.
At that moment, don't ask me why i got so scared. No i didn't gag or anything like girls would do. Instead i was scared. I feared. I fear death. And truth in truth I'm so scared right now of the possibilities that would lead to that end. To our end.

I thought to myself: where do we go? what happens to our thoughts, feelings. But most importantly what will simply happen to us? Will we live on in another world, in others memories?

Maybe thats why i stopped my clock. At no time in particular some middle of the night a while back..
I just don't want time to run out on me.. I wanted that moment and every moment to last..

idk what i'm rambling abt.. i just need to get my mind of shiet.

But its hard. esp when i dreamt of her.. yerh...


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