Archive for September, 2006

cross the line

Line is made for a reason. Security purposes. Distinction. Clarity. Lines are there to remind us – of what is forbidden and dangerous. Pretty much like a warning on the highway. We see it from afar. We have seconds before we make our move. We were given the chance to think. So, if we decided [...]

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losing control

Nothing’s more frustrating than losing control of what’s going to happen to you. You hate the idea of being weak Unable to avoid all the things coming your way which are going to suck you dry, push to the abyss. Not to be able to do a single thing to stop it. Far worse is [...]

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psychedelic

However you pretend that everything is fine, it still isn’t. No matter how hard you deny that you’re not tired, that you’re not angry, that you’re not exhausted, in the end you deny that you are in denial. That’s when you tell yourself lies. To survive. In that makeshift world created by your own imagination, [...]

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bite me

The idea of working in a bank before strikes me as a glamorous job – dressed in corporate attire, you snub everyone who NOT works in a bank. Now that I’m working for almost two years in a bank, I pity myself. All that perfection just falls to crap. Stupid thought. Devastated because I didn’t [...]

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