Wednesday, September 25, 2013
2:39:00 am
Quit
I need to quit.I need to quit you.
Why is it that the smallest scars wounds up again at the slightest nudge?
There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope. - George Elliot
There has been sorrow; one so great.
There has been suffering that yielded no healing.
Desparation ample, although hope, if it's floating somewhere, is almost irrecoverable.
I need to quit, you.
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Saturday, September 14, 2013
10:49:00 am
The Good (Little) Things
It's really not so hard now is it? Funny things that happens in funny places.
The good things.
Labels: Johor
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