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Sunday, June 22, 2008

Disconnected..

Somehow every single time I'm out of my house,with my sch friends or even my close friends,there's this feeling of disconnection.Its like as if I don't even exist there.Everything that they talk about is something that I don't even know happened.And there's just some things that I don't understand.It seems that I'm somehow not wanted with the people who I hang out with.I just get the thinking that if that's the case,then why bother contacting and continue hanging out with them.I can just go my own way,but somehow I go back to where I started.

Its really sickening seriously.When we're walking or anything,I'll be the one left out of stuff.I'll just keep quiet,coz somehow,the conversation doesn't involve me,so why bother.But the feeling is still there.Even when there's something related to me,once I say something,some people would just change the topic.Even when walking somehow I'll either be in front or at the back walking alone.Am I that fucking ugly or am I just a fucking ghost?

Fuck this shit..

|6:20 PM|

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