Tuesday, 7 August 2012

Small

I envy the small kids, who can afford to play all the time. There are no problems to be bothered of, there is nothing that they should be cracking their heads for, apart from to just play.

They do say that sometimes when you have a problem, it helps to talk to another person. Hahaaha, and they do also say that half of the people just don't give a shit about your problem, and the rest is just glad you've got it in the first place.

When I was small, I didn't really have any friend. Now that I'm 23, I don't think if things have changed that much really.

I really want to get away from this place and start a new life somewhere. I really do, but I'm stuck with what I have here.

Only if, and only if.

There's nothing much to do, really. Apart from to just muddle through in this storm.

I'm just tired, very tired.

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