two men look out of the bars
one sees mud
the other the stars
we're out. pathetic as it may sound. and pathetic it turned out. by a pathetic goal. guess this is the way soccer is about. sports more like it. the line so fine. the disappointments and happiness. guess it wasnt meant to be.
things arent exactly wonderful now. but i cant say that they're bad. there have been worse. but dinners have been good! enabling me to chill and all. and. release certain thoughts and all which have been troubling me. studies are just there i guess. mundane it maybe. but still have to do the same old stupid things. am so gonna flung ct end june hols. dun really care=X as of yet.
but but. i love nydc=) always.
so long sweet summer
i stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
so long sweet slumber
i fell into you and now you're gracefully falling away...
wish i could see the stars
always
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