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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

it comes bursting out.
i'm really not brilliant, not special, not smart, not anything.
i never excelled in anything, i never finish most of what i started.
i'm your dull, perfectly average plain jane.
there, the biting truth.

you enslaven yourself to books and papers and all the nonsense that scarecly make any sense/ have any relevance to anything, to realise that you don't always reap what you sow, and this happens to be one of the times you shat in your face.

it's difficult to accept.

she's not here @

12:18 AM