ultimate swayness

i duno how dis can all happen at the same time la...but it is...my world is collaspin simutaneously...its lik omg...it seems as if i hav nth to fall back on...n i juz realise how weird i define the things tt i can fall back on...
after dis whole mess...i hav been thrown back to the start...wit the big ? infront of mi once again...i tot i answer tt qn long ago...y do i hav to answer it again...

i was wrong...i didnt hav the answer to the qn...i was juz smokin my way thru...the probs nv did go away...the answer was nv rite...i nv got out from the btmless pit...confusin eh? yes it is...i tink i juz cldnt face wit the reality...tts y i smoke myself...i m so ugly...unless...hum...y cant i b brave n juz accept the reality tt has always been dere in front of mi...covered wit thick smoke...now the smoke is startin to clear...n i m startin to choke...

mayb its the wish tt i made...yes i came true...at least for 1 day...n ultimate swayness was the price to pay...when u tot tt dis is the swaiest u can get...tink again...now i live in constant fear...but dis time not of the unknown...but the known...i feel torn...by myself...

my world is now resolvin ard 2 suns...but the 2 suns seem to b dying out oredi...either one cld juz burn out or explode on mi one day...den mayb tts the day...the day where the REAL blackhole will b formed...suckin hell out of my world...

i m afraid...my sixth sense is goin crazy...its so scary...its so accurate...BUT i dun wan it to come true realli...if not even trust cant carry mi thru the rest of my pathetic life...i mean i trusted dem...i realli did...but y did dey hav to lie...y muz ppl always lie to mi...i hate liers...go away...i may b a deep tinker...but i guess i place too muc on trust...i dun tink enuff...foolish...allowin history to repeat itself yet once again...
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story of a music box

2 friends went to a beach to spend the day
1 of dem found a music box and a key
but didnt tink muc of it n pass it to his friend
his friend took the box n decides tt he wans to c the contents

he tried n tried
his efforts were of no use
the box is too rusty forcin it might break the key
tt guy didnt wan to giv up

day by day the guy faithfully oil the key hole
n his efforts were rewarded
the box opened
n in it was a beautiful ballerina

the guy didnt stop dere
he took time to polish it as often as cld afford to
he even add new additions to the box
he felt connected wit the ballerina

the guy felt a strong feelin for the ballerina
but too bad he noes tt its nonsense to tink abt such stuff
he no tt he wun get anywhere wit the ballerina
but he still decided to keep the box by his side

he posted the pic of the box on friendsters n used it as his display pic for msn
one day sumone email the guy sayin tt the box belonged to his gf
the guy no tt the onli rite thing to do is to return the box
but y didnt tt person cherish the box onli until now

tt guy was the one hu put in effort to make the box more presentable more confident
but all tt person did was claim it as his gf's
now tt person wans to take b wat was rusty n old
wich now has become a shinin piece of art

tt guy is torn btwn being honest n holding his intregity n the long term welfare of the box
the guy poundered for day n nite
he cldnt slp well he cldnt eat well
finally he has made up his mind

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