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Sunday, April 15, 2007

life is difficult...

you think i don't know... the things you say behind me... you think it's fun... (but what exactly is "fun"? a simple hallucination of the mind? a state of mind when you care for nothing else but yourself?) it makes you happy... ( the same thing... a simple state of mind when all things around you seems like a game...) it gives you satisfaction... (what you call satisfaction varies from person to person... what you define as satisfactory, i define as amateurish... you can hurt me this much only... the rest is defined by me... if i choose to take you seriously, the pain would be almost unbearable... you are a small fly... you can't do much harm... why not give you that sense of satisfaction... when i don't lose much? i've thought it through... i shall not change to accomodate other people anymore... i shall stay as i am... ever-smiling... ever-cheerful...

revenge is sweet... even though i'll ignore you for now, once you reach that limit, i'll pay you back thrice what you did to me...


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