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April 24, 2007
clare posted at 11:31 PM

When we were kids and we drew someone,
it was all a big face with some arms stuck on..
with a (:
to them: that was life.

but as we got older. and we are a whole mess of things.
New thoughts.
Sorry feelings.
Big plans. Enormous doubts.
going along hoping and getting disappointed,
over and over again..
no wonder now, we don't recognise that picture.
it appears to be us.. and it doesnt.


we sometimes marvel at the innocence of a child.
perhaphs.
too much naiveity aint too bad.
neither is over-protectiveness.


contradictive eh?
whatever luhs.
thats what life is about.
IRONIES. and contradictives?

feeling so messed up.
FUCKs.
Protagonist

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